She had told me she would be back on the next evening.Before dinner I asked Victor to go next door to feed the sweet Doberman. I stayed home feeling a... little frustrated. I did not want to go there and again be fucked wildly by Bandit.When Victor and I finally went to bed, I was wearing a light cotton baby doll that just came to my knees. I rolled turning my back to my husband, but a few minutes later I felt him scoot over towards me and spoon against my backside. His arm reached around my waist. PROTOCOLSWhen the slave addresses his Master, he will end each thought with “Sir”.The slave is never to use the word “okay”.Upon arrival of the slave at the Master’s house, he will immediately strip naked, after entering the door, leaving only his socks on and place his belongings in an appropriate location.slave’s ROLE AND RESPONSIBILITYThe slave is to obey and serve his Master to the best of his ability.The slave will make an effort to meet his Master frequently and arrive on time.The slave. So i switch on my laptop and head for the shower thought that it would save time to start laptop up whilst i was in the shower .I had just finished shaving and was soaping up my now semi erect cock when i here banging on the door i thing who the hell is that but go back to soaping up Bang bang bang goes the door again im pissed now so i open the window of the bathroom and shout yes . O hi comes a females voice as she moves back into view she is a blond slim women early 20s looks quite fit from. ''Ex-girlfriend?' Jean asked and I could see her measuringAngela. 'You were his girlfriend?''Yes, so was Liz,' Angela said with a mischievous smile,pointing at me and I wanted to scream at her not to but it wastoo late, Jean turned her eyes on me.'You were a girlfriend as well?''Afraid so,' I murmured, 'he threw me over for Angie,' I said,pointing back at Angela, trying to divert attention.Jean stared at us. 'And now you're friends?''Why not?' Angela said brightly and I could tell she.