Back with Wife Edie“I can’t stay here, Edie. This place is bizarre.”
“I think it’s beautiful. And you’ll learn to enjoy it. Think about how hard you were walking about at the end of a leash controlled by a pretty young girl.”
“It’s sick.”
“You may say that. But little Mort suggests you enjoy the affliction. Tell me how the rest of the afternoon went.”
Edie sits on the bed of the small but comfortable guest cottage, her knees parted in near nakedness, the flimsy nighty veiling little of her feminine charms. I kneel, bent at the waist, head between her thighs, relishing the scent of her s*x as she holds my head for support, arms and hands remaining restrained.
I download, telling of the unassuming building equipped as a small hospital. The full body scan, my p***s carefully measured. Th
