I leaned in the chair, settling into it slowly, never taking my eyes off her. She was still where I left her.....kneeling, flushed, breath uneven. The chain connecting my hand to her collar felt like a symbol of control I didn’t need to enforce. She was already mine. So f*****g mine.
I always prayed that I found someone I someone to explore all this with and here she was. I was never sexually attracted to Madeline, my ex-wife, because I never found her sexually attractive. I just wanted to marry her to get that off my chest and it would make a good story for the outside world. I had s*x with her a few times but I didn't quite enjoy it because I just wasn't attracted to her that way.
No lies, she was beautifully made, perfect ass and boobs but not as perfect as my Mara. She was really be
