My values of your old life remain

I can feel my old memories previous life disappearing but strangely there is a feeling of my moral judgement remains. It is like the only memories that I have is of me watching a movie, but finding my actions monstrous, even knowing that I have been hurt by many woman. I open the closet door and one of them maids and Izabel have gone past arguing.

I manage to break them up, as I start to reprimand the maid and order her to leave immediately. I just short of firing her. I look at my wife she is is wearing a black satin robe with breast fully exposed. It barely covers her gorgeous ass while she is give me an angry reaction. She is yelling me but they are to motive me to humiliate her. In the past, I have grabbed her as servants come in and watch me, I even brought other woman had sex with them while she watches. I am then rougher with her, but all it does is to turn both of us on more.

I have also gone the other route were I let her tie me up and brought other girls into our bedroom and I would have earn the right for me to touch her. She would be the perfect lover but she does have a temper. But the one thing she will not put up with me being the tease and in truth she is one whom controls the situation.

She says, "Are you going to make me beg, I might be mad with you. But this is your obligation as my husband and master."

I take a seat on the bed. I look at her and say, "What if I decided that I wanted to change the rules from first time we struct this deal after you let me go from the kidnapping."

She sits next me and puts her petite hands along my chest and belly, "I agreed to it, because I thought you were monster and did not want my sister to go thru the training. And yes, you defeated me and I felt that I had no choice. But I have never complained, I enjoy our sex. I especially enjoy how you always try to make it enjoyable for me. I could have a much worse master and husband. But if you wish to talk we will, but afterwords you ... ."

We suddenly hear knock on the door and one of the servants say, "It is the police."

I don't have to look at her, whenever there is kidnapping or white collar crime because of my past crimes. I normally get some unwanted attention.

I wait for my wife and as we head downstairs, we both see that the lead detective is was my wife's former lesbian girlfriend.