Rochelle and I had been married all of three 24-hour interval, married on Fri afternoon and then disbursal Saturday and Sunday in Manhattan at The plaza, eating at the skilful restaurants and seeing two owing Broadway shows in the evening. I would stimulate liked to take more meter off for a proper honeymoon, but we had gotten married more quickly—her idea—than I had planned and I had two surgeries planned that could not be postponed. Both were heart transplanting and neither patient could be expected to hold up more than a calendar month without the life-saving procedures.

We had returned to my rest home in Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin Point, one of Nassau County's more single communities. By exclusive in Long Island I really imply expensive. My base toll somewhat Thomas More than a million one dollar bill which I think was about average for the community. Most of my neighbor with children send their nestling to the Great Neck public schools, reputedly as in force as or in effect than the most exclusive individual shoal and probably just as expensive judging from my property taxes.

I had carried our suitcases into the bedroom and was a bit surprised when Rochelle had told me that she was going to loose in the living room and would I mind unpacking her bag. I admit to being a bit surprised, but I recall thinking at the time that perhaps her stomach was acting up or maybe she was getting her full point. Either way it wasn't that big a trade so I did it willingly, joining her about half an 60 minutes later.

I was about to link up her on the couch when she told me she needed to speak with me although her actual words were"speak to me."I understood why a few minutes later when she told me to sit on the floor between her legs.

"aliveness here with you these past five months has been a material erudition experience for me, Michael. Do you recall about five week ago when school was closed because of a big snowstorm ? You had to go to the hospital, but I was here all day alone."I thought for a consequence before I did think. I tend to push footling things like that out of my nous because I have so many really important affair to consider of, like the diminutive inside information of a surgical procedure. reverse to popular judgement, no two operation are alike because no two patient are exactly alike—similar, maybe, but never identical. Those small divergence can hold a huge difference in how the actual operating theatre is conducted.

"I was bored so I sat at your calculator and I went online. My goodness, the thing I found there in your account. You really should have cleaned it out once in a while. Site after site dealt with subjects like female domination, male bondage, cuckolding, and chastity. At first, I was repulsed by the persuasion of you being involved in those activities so I phoned Arianne. You know that she is my ripe friend. We talked about my discoveries for more than an hour and we decided to get together at her house Saturday morning for more discussion. We both did a lot of enquiry on those discipline during the calendar week.

We both came up with the Lapp last -- that I could arrive at this work to my benefit."

I sat there silently -- interested in where she thought she was going to adopt it. I looked down, not because I was ashamed or embarrassed, but because I didn't want her to see the reflection on my face. I've been told that I am the earthly concern's worst fire hook musician because my cheek shows my emotions entirely too clearly. That's also the intellect why I never lie. I know I can't twist it off.

"Anyway, Michael, that's when I decided to go with the flow. It's completely clear that you feel cleaning woman are the superior sex and I agree completely with that concept. It's also clear that you believe that you are inferior to char, especially me. That's why our wedding and our family relationship is going to turn in a certain direction—my focusing. You are going to bring in your dreaming of sum submission. I am taking over and you are going to do precisely as you are told. I don't want to smart you, but I'm sure I will own to especially while I am training you in your new theatrical role as my slave.

"I have enjoyed making making love with you, but that's going to be strictly rationed from now on. You expressed an interestingness in chastity and that's what you are going to get. You go to bed early and you sleep soundly so I have been able to measure your penis several multiplication for a customs putz cage that I will put on you in a short while. I'm sure you'll find it quite tight and impossible to get an erection without feeling a lot of pain. I believe it will be perfect for me—the hone way to guarantee your concluded submission to my will. You will bear to learn to satisfy me with your lingua on those evenings I'm not out with my lover."Now I was gladiolus I was looking down. Had I been looking up at Rochelle she would certainly deliver seen the expressions of shock and disgust on my face.

"We just got married Rochelle, and now you want someone else."

She laughed."I've always wanted someone else. I've been cheating on you throughout our stallion relationship. I tried to hide it, but that's no longer necessary. You've been my cuckold, a character you'll come to bang in the future. Initially, you'll just help to prepare me for my dates with Jonathan."

"Your principal ? You mean you've been fucking your principal all this metre ? Isn't he married ?"

"Yes, and yes ; he and I have been"fucking"as you so bluntly put it for almost a twelvemonth. We used to do it in his office after everyone else was gone. All of those evening meetings I had to attend he was doing me in the give suck's office. Now you know that you've been my cuckold all that meter, but from now on you'll have an participating function as my cuckold. I'll expect you to eat me out after my dates with Jonathan and once you've cleaned my twat out completely, you'll be required to eat me to a few More orgasms. I won't forget about your need, but they won't be addressed very often—maybe once every two or three calendar week, but only if you are completely obedient. If you're not, well…use your imagination.

"Oh, yeah—there will be a few rules for you while you are at house. No clothes, even outside. Our lawn is shielded from the neighbors by row after row of true pine trees so you won't be seen. Even though we have a housekeeper, you'll assist her with some of the more odious task like cleaning the crapper. Don't worry -- I won't take any chance on damaging your hands. I'm not about to cripple my meal slate. That's the primary reason why I married you. You can start by getting naked right now. Take off your clothes and stack them neatly under the table."

So far I had found this"conversation"to be extremely enlightening so I stood, removed my shirt, opened my belt ammunition and dropped my slacks to the storey, my boxers following only a few seconds later. I'm usually extremely neat in my habits so I folded my slacks and placed them on top of my idler with my bash and telephone set on top. I finished by placing my socks into my brake shoe then I stood au naturel before the woman I had sworn to roll in the hay for better or worse just three days ago.

"dance step closer, Michael."She dug through her purse, pulling a lipstick from the bag. Opening the example, she pulled me closer by my dick which should have told her of my tone. I was as flaccid as I've ever been. She drew a production line horizontally about two in below my navel and two more—one on each thigh—about six inches below my crotch."Go into the bathroom and shower. While you're in there I want you to plane everything between these lines—front and back. seminal fluid back here when you are done and I'll attach your tool John Cage to your body. Your chastity begins now and don't get any ideas of rubbing a quick one off in the rain shower. I plan on paddling you when you get back and it'll be a lot worse if I find your balls empty. Now go and I expect you to hurry."

"Shall I take my dress and put them away…Ma'am."

"Yes, and it's a honest thing that you were venerating. I will definitely penalise you from now on if you forget."I picked my clothes and shoes up from the floor and trotted down the hallway toward the bedroom.

I was extremely busy for almost an time of day, but when I was done, I was more than satisfied with my campaign. I strolled casually back to my bride."What the fuck ? Why are you dressed ? Oh, you are going to get it and good."

"I don't think so, Rochelle. You really should take in discussed what you found on the reckoner with me instead of that absurd slut, Arianne. How many times has she been divorced ? I can never remember. Is it two or three ? She's hardly a creditworthy resource for family relationship advice. Had you mentioned what you had found to me I would let explained why I read those chronicle. The best fiction closely mimics real sprightliness so I know that there are real men, if I can even shout out them that, who live as slaves to their wives and are their cuckolds. I could not believe that any man could be so imperfect and so silly as to take over that from mortal who is supposed to be their loving spouse. I find that variety of man disgusting and repulsive and I would never ever weigh that variety of life for myself.

"You didn't notice my new phone on my belt, did you ? I was playing around with it in the sleeping accommodation once I had the bags unpacked. I was trying out the recording feature film. The first constituent of your diatribe is on video, the rest—the part that came after I removed my clothes—is just the audio, but you came through loud and open. I've already sent that to my attorney, Rob Snyder, who advises me that I have excellent reason for an revocation. If I divorced you, I'd have to split everything we own 50-50, but under an repeal I'd owe you cipher. All of your clothes and personal property are in your car. I have to admit that I wasn't too careful doing it since I was in a echt spate to be rid of you. I suggest you leave now and Rob will be in touch. He also plans to reach the Board of Education. He's sure they'll be very worry in your relationship with your principal. Don't be at all storm if both of you are fired. I may even sue the school district. Rob tells me that they have very exacting policies about sexual kinship between a supervisor and a staff member.

"But before you go…."I picked up her purse and pulled her wallet and tonality from its gaping maw. I had never seen any woman carry so very much in such a huge purse. I removed her credit entry visiting card and her keys to the household. The cards were all on my accounts so I had every right wing to them."I have already removed your garage threshold remote control, Rochelle. Maybe you can stay with Arianne. You'll be perfect roomy."You're both nonsensical losers. Now go and don't come back."I helped the aghast woman -- the one I had hoped would be my partner through life -- and led her to the garage. I opened the threshold for her and helped her into the car. She had driven the same pulsation up old Honda Civic ever since we had met more than two years ago. I had planned on buying her a new Lexus sofa bed as a wedding natural endowment, but not now—not ever.

I stood there in quiet as she slowly backed out of the garage and drove away. Now would follow the really heavy part—notifying my mother and sis. They had both loved Rochelle, but apparently, like me, they had never really known her. After closing the garage threshold, I walked back into the kitchen where I pulled a corona discharge from the refrigerator and reached for the earpiece.

There wasn't enough beer in the worldly concern to avail me through the succeeding half hour. Yet it had to be done and there was nothing to be gained by waiting. I would consume liked to get roaring drunk, but I had two patients'lives in my hired man over the next three mean solar day. My sadness and my tears would have to wait.

> > > > > >

I always go to bed early—by 9:00. Why ? Because I also have to get up early—at 4:30 -- for my drive to Long Island Jewish Hospital in nearby forest Hills, Queens. It's a relatively easy commute, especially at 5:00 in the sunup. I always stop at the same delicatessen in timberland James Jerome Hill because they make a big cup of brisk orange juice along with a buttered bun for me every daybreak. I've known the owner Jacob for more than ten years.

A word about LIJ as the hospital is often known—one does not have to be Judaic to work there or to be treated. I was raised as a Catholic and, although there are a number of Jewish MD on stave, the same can be said for virtually every hospital in the New York City metro area.

Heart replacement OR takes a long time, starting with connecting the patient to the heart-lung simple machine, so I always start at 6:00 a.m. I'm well rested and I never drink coffee which can affect my hand-eye coordination. I'm 39 now and I've been doing this operating theater for Thomas More than ten years. I stopped drinking coffee bean while in medical school when I saw my hand shaking from the caffeine. I still remember the day I made that decision. Later that dawn once the caffeine had been passed from my consistency my hand was as steady as a rock. Like to the highest degree caffeine junkies I went through onanism, but I never drank a drop again.

I was in the prep room scrubbing down, having already changed from what I usually referred to as my"civilian wearing apparel,"into my surgical gown and what I laughingly referred to as my"do-rag."to the highest degree sawbones wear some kind of cap to celebrate stray tomentum away from an incision. That was also why I was always clean shaven. There was a new nurse on the team this break of the day. I usually liked to knead with the Lapplander nurses because we were like a team in football or hoops. The more we practiced together the unspoilt we would become.

I was about to speak with her when my"Number 2"—Dan Morrison—joined me at the sink. We washed and scrubbed our hands and fingernails just the way we had when we were classmates in medical schoolhouse at Johns Anthony Hopkins. I always knew that I could bet on Dan to hold open the mood brightness before surgery and to be completely competent and professional during."So, Mike—how's married living treating you ?"

"Not well, Dan ; I'm getting an annulment. We returned to the business firm yesterday afternoon and she pulled some diddly about making me her chastised knuckle down ended with a tight stainless steel steel cock cage. She found some material I was reading online and drew the wrong last. Rather than talk it over with me she went to her Quaker Arianne."

"Isn't that the one you've always said was a big fornicatress ?"

"Yeah, she's been divorced at to the lowest degree twice and both times it was because she was cheating. Even better, Rochelle told me that she's been fucking her principal for close to a year."

"Too bad you don't have a recording of that."Dan stopped then and looked at the big grin on my case."Oh, dear God—you do feature it recorded. No wonder you're considering annulment."

"I'm not considering, Dan. I phoned my attorney Rob Snyder yesterday afternoon and sent the recording—part of it is video—and he told me he'd start on it this morn. I kicked her out and suggested she appease with her slut buddy."

"Too bad, Mike—I liked Rochelle…nice body, too."

"Yeah, I'll miss that, but like the saying goes—it's what's on the inside that counts. Know anything about the new nursemaid ?"

"Only what I've been told ; Mannheim had her utmost week and told me she was really sharp. Apparently, she was able to anticipate almost everything he did. It was only a hip replacement, but still that's pretty good."

"I'm going to miss Nan -- hopefully not too very much. Too bad her married man got transferred. Okay, enough ; let's get the display on the road."I finished my hands at almost the like time Dan finished his. We dried using the sanitary towels and we allowed the nursemaid to pull the tunics over our hands. Marcie, my head nursemaid, checked the cap on my head, pulling it tightly down on my head. We gloved up and I backed through the door to the operating room.

Marv Cohen was already there talking to the patient role and keeping him calm even as he prepped the anesthesia. I walked over to the patient and asked,

"How are you this first light, Mr. Jameson, ready to get your new gist ?"

"I'm kinda nervous."

"That's perceivable, but you can loosen. We have a with child team here for you. I know that Dr. Cohen will be keeping you in tip-top condition the total time."

"Any estimation how longsighted it will take ?"

"Typically, about eight hours, but I had a great night's sleep and I do this at least twice a month although I have another scheduled for Wednesday. It's going to be a busy hebdomad. Okay, Marv."I stepped back to allow Marv to show our patient unconscious. That gave me the opportunity to speak to my new nurse.

"Mary Catharine, I believe."

"Yes, doctor Bellamy—it's a actual award to be able to assist you."

"It's a pleasure to have you with us. I've only heard good things about you. You'll be replacing Nan. hitch to my left field and keep the tray of instruments on your other side. Beth will founder you replacements as soon as you give one to me. That's how we've always worked and that's how we've always been successful. Beth will also wipe my hilltop if requisite. Sarah and Jane will be on the patient's other side along with Dr. Morrison."

Then I went into what I always called my sawbones mode. There was only me and the patient. Our non-sterile help put the CD of Swan Lake on the player and we began, first by opening the thorax, tying off the arteries and veins and connecting them to the heart-lung car. That took to a greater extent than an hour although the actual changeover was done in seconds. The team worked well and Virgin Mary Catharine fit in well. Dan was right—she had a just sense of expectancy. She had the compensate implement ready for me even before I called for it. Only three times had I corrected her. The operation went exactly as I had hoped. I changed into a new clear set of scrubs and went to do my favorite part of this job—notifying the family.

I had a big smile on my face when I entered the wait room. Not only was Mrs. Jameson there, but both girl and their husbands and their parish non-Christian priest who I had known for many year. Mrs. Jameson cried snag of joy when I gave her the news."It was a complete success. The procedure went exactly as planned. His kernel showed signs of across-the-board legal injury and the arterial blood vessel were almost completely blocked which means that he was only a few calendar week at most from another major infarct which in his condition would almost certainly have killed him. His new nerve is completely level-headed and the cardiac arterial blood vessel are all the way. He'll stimulate a long period of recovery, but if he follows Dr. Wenz's treatment program he'll be exquisitely for many years. Just don't allow him to smoke—not even a single cigarette."

"I won't and God bless you, Dr. Bellamy."She hugged me then as did each of her daughters. Finally, I turned to the priest.

"Good afternoon, Monsignor ; long clip no see."

"Yes, too many week since I last saw you. Did I read in the newspaper that you were married end Fri ?"

"Yes, you did. come to my power when you're done here and I'll tell you all about it. I shook hands with Msgr. Feigan and left. I was tired. Truth was that the surgical process had been one emergency brake after another. We had a job with the heart-lung car and had to switch over to the back-up. Then at the end we had bother getting the new pump started. I'd had to shock it three metre before we had a veritable venous sinus rhythm. It was an emotionally draining day.

I typically performed cardiac surgery two or three prison term a calendar week. More than that became too draining both physically as well as emotionally. My fee for a surgery like the one I performed today would be billed at $ 80,000, but Medicare would chop it down to about $ 40,000 so a typical week would earn me about LXXX to a hundred thousand dollars. Unfortunately, it wasn't all profit. I had my portion of the rent on our offices and wage for the stave. I had three partners in addition to Dan and then, of row, was malpractice insurance. For a cardiac surgeon that notice came to more than three hundred thousand clam a year.

I had been sued twice, but I had won both of those cases. In one the jury found for the complainant, but the decisiveness was thrown out by the judge who agreed with my attorney that what I had done was strictly professional and competent. Sometimes mass die, although we always use the terminal figure"expire."It is regrettable, but sometimes there are other unanticipated complication. Just last calendar week I had opened the patient's chest only to close it immediately. He had stern lung cancer—Stage IV in my opinion—and protocol demanded that the heart go to another affected role. Telling his home had been hard. I always found those discussion pith wrenching.

I had been in the office that the hospital provided for me about half an hour when Msgr. Feigan walked in. I had first come to love him when I was a bare child. My parents had a cottage in Shoreham on the North Shore of Long Island dating back to 1948. The cheeseparing catholic Church at the time was about ten air mile away in n Wading River, but there was a chapel service that was only used for Mass at ten o'clock on William Ashley Sunday mornings. forefather Feigan started saying Mass there when I was XII. I liked him immediately. He was personable and he was the first non-Christian priest who led us in singing hymns.

I had watched his career progress as he was assigned to the Little efflorescence schooltime in Wading River. Little Flower is a residential school for orphans. The minor frequently come from disruptive homes—alcoholism, drug abuse, and tiddler misuse were common experiences for many of these Thomas Kyd. I had no experiences like these kid, but Msgr. Feigan had done a expert job of explaining them on a series of radio and TV messages. My for the first time year as a operating surgeon I had donated $ 1,000 to the schoolhouse and every year since then I'd given even more—enough that I was asked to fall in the card of Directors. I accepted eagerly even though Wading River was almost fifty miles from my abode. I always scheduled my day so I could end early on when there was a Board meeting.

Msgr. Feigan walked around the desk to hug me."You're looking well, Michael. I think get hitched with liveliness agrees with you."

"You couldn't be Thomas More wrong, John. I've already started annulment proceedings. Rochelle found some situation I had visited online and drew the damage decision. They were tarradiddle about female domination and male slavery. sort of than talk to me about them she spoke to her slut admirer who has been divorced at least twice. prat line—she wanted me to turn her slave, keeping me chaste by virtue of a twist that would lock my genitals away, so she could proceed her illicit intimate relationship with her principal.

"I was playing with my new headphone and recorded our entire conversation—mostly a monolog of her plans to enslave me—and I phoned my attorney. He advised an annulment. There was no way I could live with her under those precondition so I packed all of her clothes and personal consequence into her car and threw her out. That was yesterday afternoon. I believe the papers were due to be filed in the court this afternoon."

"That's a shame, Michael. I liked Rochelle the one time we met."

"Yeah, she had a lot of potential drop, but her best friend is a gearing wreck when it comes to relationships with men. She has a long history of cheating on boyfriends and husbands—hardly the kind of person I'd want to be my wife's best friend."

"You mentioned a sexual relationship with her principal."

"Yeah, going on almost as longsighted as we were together. According to Rochelle they had sexual relations in his office late in the good afternoon and in the evening when she was supposedly wait on merging with parents, they used the nurse's situation. worse, he is married with two children."

"Should we talk about Jesus forgiving those who crucified him ?"

"No, that won't be necessary. It's not a matter of forgiveness, John. It's a matter of caring. I just don't care. I can't afford all of the emotional energy that would be required to hate. I have patients who need me to be at the top of my game. I just picked up another surgery—triple bypass—for Friday so I'll be extremely busy all calendar week. I was hoping that being married would assist me deal with the stress and maybe it will, but not for a while apparently."

"I really am sorry, Michael. I'll remember you in my prayers. Are you going to do side by side week's board coming together ? I hope so because we'll be talking about the new health center and your input will be important."

"I already have it in my calendar and I've blocked off the day. Any procedures I pick up will have to be on Tuesday or Thursday. Unfortunately, I have more than enough paperwork to address. I usually take it rest home, but on board nights I make time during the day."Msgr. Feigan rose and walked around the desk. Placing his manus on my head he blessed me just as he had done 100 of times before. I rose and we hugged then he left. I knew he was a busy man, but to descend all the way into timber Hills from Wading River for an old parishioner was just unbelievable. On the early script, that was what made him so special.

Once I had finished the paperwork the infirmary and Medicare required from me, I phoned Rob to see how the revocation was progressing. He told me that he would file in the court tomorrow morn and would have Rochelle served later in the day. It was summer so she wouldn't be working. I gave him Arianne's address assuming that Rochelle was living there. I couldn't think of any other seat where she would go. Her parents lived More than two hundred geographical mile away and her sister was even farther, besides, I thought she'd want to be near her principal, especially now that she wouldn't be getting anything from me.

‘ What about the principal, Jonathan Perkins, and the school board ?"

"They can be served any time you want, but I'm wondering if we shouldn't give Mrs. Perkins a heads-up about the state of affairs, you know…before the proverbial feces hit the fan."

That was just similar Rob. As long as I had known him—all the way back to our fledgeling year at Harvard—I'd never heard him swear even once. Me ? That was another thing entirely. I had once cursed a nanny for life when she gave me the wrong implement. I mean—how lots clearer could the term,"CLAMP"be ?

"I think that might be a good idea, Rob. want me to do it ? I can come in late tomorrow morning. I'm pretty sure that he has to work until the end of the calendar month so I could wait down the closure until he leaves. I am a enthrone company in this affair so I think I can talk with her and I can part the TV and sound with her, too."

"Some of that could be a bit embarrassing to you ?"

"It could be, but I'm betting she'll look beyond that. If I can tell a crime syndicate that their sleep together one has expired on the table, I think I can do this."We talked for a few more minutes then I ended the call and left the hospital, but not before passing the account selective information to the clerk in billing. Then it was the short drive to my empty home.

> > > > > >

I was up at my common clip of 4:30 and since I had a lot of time, I drove into Forest James Jerome Hill to the deli for my orangeness succus and buttered pealing. Jacob and I chatted for a while as he served a few former client. Then I drove back eastward toward Great neck opening where I exited and drove toward the Perkins home. I had been there once before at an end-of-the-year party for the staff. Rochelle had brought me just a few workweek ago, I thought at the meter to picture me off to her friend. I made a u-turn past the theater and parked about fifty railyard away facing the driveway.

I relaxed and took out my copy of the New York Times and began to understand through. I usually spent about ten minute of arc skimming through the articles, but today I knew that I had an 60 minutes or more. Thus, I was surprised when I saw Perkins run from the house with a distressed look on his font. I had a revealing then ; Rochelle had sent him a text to tell him that I knew. It was only a matter of clock time before he was exposed. Actually, it was going to be a lot less prison term than he thought.

He was speeding when he drove past me. I started the car and pulled into his private road, parking my BMW in the spot he had vacated. A few sec later I had pushed the doorbell. The door was actually open and I could see through the CRT screen as Mrs. Perkins approached.

"Mrs. Perkins, I'm Dr. Michael Bellamy. We met a few workweek ago at the faculty party."

"Yes, I remember. You were with Rochelle. Didn't you get married recently ? I think Jonathan mentioned it last week."

"I'm sure he did and that's section of why I'm here. May I come in ? I have something I need to depict you."She opened the doorway and led me to the bread and butter room."Umm, are your children nearby ?"

"They're next doorway with Quaker, using their pool."

"Good, I wouldn't want them to hear or see what I have to demonstrate you. I'll tell you beforehand that your husband has been involved with Rochelle going back about a year. Please lookout man and mind to a conversation she had with me Sunday afternoon."I started the recording, ignoring the facial expression she gave me about the site I had visited and Rochelle's comments about them. However, her eyes grew like saucers when Rochelle spoke about her affair.

"I'm terribly sorry, Mrs. Perkins. I doubt that you did anything to deserve this. I wanted to warn you that my attorney will contact the Board of education later in the week. I anticipate that your married man and my soon-to-be ex will be fired. You need to know the truth. I'm just sorry I had to be the one to tell you."

"I am upset, but not terribly surprised. Jon had quite the reputation as a ladies'man when we were in college and this is the secondment relationship I know of since we've been married, so I'm guessing there have been more that he got away with. This is the concluding stubble so far as I'm concerned. He begged for forgiveness the death metre and swore on his female parent's grave that he'd never stray again."

"I spoke to my lawyer yesterday afternoon and he'll be glad to represent you and put it onto my bill. I can't see any reason why you should be penalized because of your hubby's misconduct. Incidentally, he tore out of here like he was on the way to a fire. I'm quite certain that Rochelle has gotten in touch sensation with him so he knows that I know. I told Rochelle Sun afternoon that she could expect to be fired, so…. Are you going to be okay ?"

"Yes, I can move back in with my parents. They love the kid and they have told me many clock time that Jon would stray again. I hate to experience to take on that they were right."

I stood and passed her Rob's plug-in then thanked her for her clock time and left. In many ways this was much worse than telling a folk that their loved one had expired. My patients were all seriously ill and Death was just around the street corner. In this case the marriage ceremony seemed to be alive and well. It really was a shame, but I'd want to know if thing were reversed.

> > > > > >

I drove to work, bucking the later commuter traffic, but arriving in deal of time for my pre-surgery meeting with the team. I reviewed the subroutine for tomorrow's surgical procedure, concentrating on the patient's history and the potential problems that might arise. I was delight to see that Mary Catherine was an active participant. All told the confluence took an hour and we all stood and stretched before leaving the conference way."Madonna Catherine II, you're probably not cognisant that we have a tradition of going out to lunch together the day before a subprogram. We'd like to sustain you join us if you're not scheduled for anything else."

"Thank you, Dr. Bellamy ; Beth told me about it after Monday. It was incredible watching you work, but may I please ask you to call me Kate. You probably know that Irish Catholics have a lot of daughters named ‘ Mary Something."There are three in my family line alone, me and two cousins—Patricia and Anne."

"I promise I will, Kate, but only if you call me Mike."

"Okay…Mike and thanks for your confidence."

"Don't be silly. You've earned it…and more. You're one of the ok OR nanny I've ever worked with."It was honest. The Virgin Catherine—Kate—was as sharp as a tacking, often anticipating what I needed and having it available even before I called for it. It wasn't long before she was an integral character of my team.

> > > > > >

I was working late on a Friday night of a week that had been too long due to two emergency procedures thanks to two multi-vehicle automobile chance event in two days. I had spent four long daytime in surgery this calendar week. It had been a profitable week, but I was totally beat.

I had just finished my concluding Medicare build when the post door opened."Kate, what the hell are you doing here so late ? You must have something better to do on a Friday night than hang out here in the hospital."

"You're here."

"Yeah, but not by choice. Those pinch procedures caused me to be late on this crap."I held up the completed chassis in disgust."I swear…I must do in half a day completing these damned kind every workweek. Thank God I'm done."

"Great ! Got time to require a girl for a sting ?"

I smiled."I think I could handle Little Phoebe guy cable or McDonald's."

"If you eat that poop, you'll wind up needing a cardiac sawbones yourself. No…I think seafood is more in order."

Accepting her proffer, I drove us to a big seafood buffet where they knew me and always moved me to the head of the ever-present line of credit. We missed the six o'clock rush by more than an hour so we walked right in and took our rear, ordering iced tea before stepping up to the counter. We started with frigidness boiled shrimp with spicy cocktail sauce, talking about our biography as we ate our way through the prawn, crab-stuffed mushroom, and Cancer branch.

The discussion became personal when Kate told me that she had heard about my marriage turned bad."How are you handling the stress,"she asked.

"Not well ... at least, not as well as I would have if I was married."Kate merely nodded and we remained mostly silent through the rest of the meal. When I offered to return her to the hospital….

"No, thanks ; did I ever tell you that I minored in focus easing in nursing schoolhouse ? make me to your home plate and don't even think of saying no."I didn't say no that night and I never said no to her in the future either.

eighteen months later

I pushed the grocery go-cart out of the entrepot, following my very fraught wife. Suddenly, I stopped with a lurch. Kate turned to ask,"What's the problem, Michael ?"

"Sorry, but I just saw Rochelle…over there on the rightfulness in the dark red jacket."

"Excellent ! Let's go. I want a word with her."She strode off quickly with me struggling to stay fresh up. We were about fifteen feet behind Rochelle when Kate called her name. Rochelle turned and looked up in confusion until she saw me.

"We haven't met, Rochelle. I'm Kate, Michael's married woman and I wanted to thank you sincerely for destroying your kinship with Michael. You could possess had everything you wanted had you handled things differently."I knew where this was headed, but remained silent as was earmark for my place.

"Michelle, arrive up here between us and place upright next to the panel truck where only Rochelle and I will be able to see you. Now, drop your quagmire to your knees."

Obediently, I moved my deal to my left side, working the button and pulling the zip fastener down."That's right, Rochelle—Michelle is wearing cleaning lady's slacks and ticker and that's not all."Kate pulled the front of my blouse up exposing my light source pink camisole as my slacks fell. Beneath it you could just shit out the outline of my shadow tap bra and my small breasts. Rochelle's mouth fell as my lacey pinko pantie, matching garter smash, and smutty stockings became visible.

"And, there's more, Rochelle. Check this out."She pulled my panties down to show the custom stainless-steel John Milton Cage Jr. securely locked around my cock and balls."okeh, Michelle—you can get dressed now."I pulled my slackness up as Kate continued.

"You see, Rochelle—you were mighty about Michael's reading all of those story on-line. He identified very closely with those pathetically washy men. Your problem was that you rammed all of your demand down his pharynx at one time. It was a fount of too a lot -- too soon, what we call receptive overload in the medical athletic field. Michael is naturally subservient, but he was also terrified. He'll never be material slave material. Slaves have no right field. There are some things that Michael will never take on. I brought him along slowly, showing him that I loved him and that it was my dearest that was helping him to realize his dreams of blissful compliance. That's why I will never cheat on him or endanger him to homosexuality by making him sop up a lover's cock.

He wears that cage every day, but I love his cock so a good deal that he rarely goes more than two days before I make him bonk me until I can't point of view. I have conditioned him to lick me uninfected after we make enjoy. Anything that comes out of his cock goes into his oral fissure and belly. I have also trained him to remove my urine. That's really convenient now that I'm pregnant. Yes, Rochelle—all of this was yours for the taking, but now it's mine and I want to thank you. To show my appreciation I've decided to name my daughter Shelly. So, thank you again.

"I learned he was subservient our get-go night together. What do men always want from us ?"

"To fuck us, of course."

"That's right, Rochelle, but I had to take the lead—undressing him and myself then actually pushing him onto the bed. I took the top, rubbing his spongy pecker head teacher into my wet snatch before taking him deep into my centre. He didn't live on too long the for the first time prison term, but that was alright. Once we were done, I sidled up to straddle his face where I told him to eat me out—to clean me and to eat me to an coming. We repeated that twice that night before falling at peace naked on top of the cover. I think Michael came three times that first off Night, not even shut to how many I had.

"The abide by morning, we showered and Michael shaved before we went back to bed. When I asked him what he wanted me to do, what do you think he said ?"

"He wanted a blowjob, of course."

"Not even close ; he wanted me to hitch him off. A man who wants that is giving control of his climax to his cooperator. I had a rotation in psych when I was studying for my RN so I knew immediately that he was slavish. That's more green than you might think. Many high-voltage executives—doctors, too—use submissiveness as a means of controlling their stress.

"I did buck him off, but then I made him lick my digit clean. The espouse day I pulled him into the shower, telling him to kneel and open his mouthpiece. ‘ I want to pee into your mouth,'I told him. ‘ Try to swallow up if you can. That's such a turn-on for me.'So, naturally, he did as I requested. Of course, he spilled quite a bit, but he did it for me three more sentence that day and twice at study in his office washbowl on Monday. By the clip he took me back to my flat to piece up some more clothes he was able to immerse all of it. Now all I have to do is slide my pelvis forward and he's on my cunt in a ostentation. He sits between my legs, kissing and licking my second joint unless I give license to work out and blow my slit. I must bear ten or twelve orgasms a day, although my criminal record for a day is seventeen. I think we'll try to break that this weekend.

"By the way, what happened with your teaching job ?"

"I was given a stately letter of reprimand and when the other teacher found out why every man on staff was after me. I finally succumbed to a young custodian who was hung like a sawbuck. Man, could he fuck ! But we never did anything in school. I was living with my friend Arianne then, but that wasn't a problem. He did both of us some nights. He had unbelievable stamina."

"What about your lead ?"

"He was fired. When I was questioned by the superintendent and the schooling territorial dominion attorney, I told them that he pressured me into sex by threatening to hand me bad reports so I'd be fired. That was only about three weeks before I met Michael. You probably know the rest."

"Well, I'm sword lily you still have a job. Me…I'm happily unemployed people. Nice

get together you and, give thanks you again."Kate turned then and pointed to her car. I turned our go-cart and followed her. I always followed her. That was my place—either between her legs or at her feet.

Kate had taken over every facet of my liveliness former than my piece of work. At home I only had one responsibility—to keep her happy. She did everything else. My tension level and my line of descent pressure dropped. She was strict, but average, punishing me only when I did something dullard or sloppy or inconsiderate.

On those occasions she striped my bottom with my bash. Once my punishment was done, she put it behind her. She always applied a soothing lotion to my red fag as I lay across her lap. To show my contrition I always slipped between her legs to either take her urine or drive her weirdo with orgasm after orgasm.

As I followed Kate to the car, I thought my life was perfect. I had a slap-up high-paying locating and a repay master life. At family I had a beautiful sexy married woman who loved me and showed it every day through her supremacy and ascendence of me. I was putty in her deal and I wouldn't want it any other way .