It's a reminder of my vow, of my commitment to being submissive to Brother Dexter; and of my faith in God." I'm glad it doesn't hurt while wearing it...." Then she added: "I'm very proud of you for the way you have embraced this." Are you?" Of course! You've been such an inspiration to me, and I know others feel the same."I felt pleased to hear her say that. It helped. It was by no means easy to live the life of a married, but celibate, Christian cuckold. It was an hourly, and daily, and very. "Your all done now, you can get dressed and go to the waiting area." Daizie said, leaving the room.I got dressed and went down the hall to the waiting area, I still had to piss. I saw a restroom that said, " Employees Only," I had to go so, I went in and had a good piss.Then I heard talking in the hall, it was Daizie, " Julie... Why didn't you tell me about your Dad before?" Daizie, I told you about him many times." Julie replied.Daizie started talking, " I don't know how to tell you. “Oh, you can do a lot. Trust me,” Robert said, again in a very deep toned voice.Britney couldn’t help but feel a little uncomfortable by his smile, and it caught her off guard a little. A tart little teen princess, Britney wasn’t used to dealing with such ruffians as he was. Scooting a tray of crackers aside, Robert set the manila folder on the table and opened it, pulling out face down a stack of large 8x10s that Britney knew were photos. Robert pulled the photos to his chest and held them a. Mom blinked, momentarily tongue tied. “You did that to yourself?”Rebecca nodded toward her bedroom door. “I tried some moves from a YouTube video. You know when you bend way over sideways and kick at the ceiling?” Rebecca backed into the bathroom and faux-demonstrated the kick. “Never do it over objects on the floor that can punch back when you fall, Mom.”Mom gasped, horrified. “Oh, my God! I hope you learned your lesson!”Rebecca grinned, and slipped past her mom, headed toward the stairs. She.