Rochelle and I had been married all of three twenty-four hour period, married on Friday afternoon and then outlay Sat and Billy Sunday in Manhattan at The Plaza, eating at the best restaurants and seeing two outstanding Broadway shows in the evenings. I would have liked to get more time off for a right honeymoon, but we had gotten married more quickly—her idea—than I had planned and I had two operating room planned that could not be postponed. Both were heart transplants and neither patient could be expected to hold up to a greater extent than a calendar month without the life-saving procedures.

We had returned to my home in Sands point, one of Nassau County's more scoop communities. By exclusive in Long Island I really intend expensive. My home monetary value somewhat More than a million dollar sign which I think was about average for the community of interests. Most of my neighbor with children send their kids to the Great Neck public schools, reputedly as good as or better than the most exclusive common soldier shoal and probably just as expensive judging from my holding taxes.

I had carried our suitcase into the bedroom and was a bit surprised when Rochelle had told me that she was going to relax in the keep 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 breadbasket was acting up or maybe she was getting her flow. Either way it wasn't that big a deal so I did it willingly, joining her about half an hour later.

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

"Living here with you these preceding five month has been a real encyclopaedism experience for me, Michael. Do you echo about five workweek 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 moment before I did remember. I tend to push short matter like that out of my oral sex because I have so many really significant things to think of, like the bantam contingent of a surgery. contrary to democratic vox populi, no two surgeries are alike because no two patients are exactly alike—similar, maybe, but never identical. Those small differences can make a immense difference of opinion in how the actual surgery is conducted.

"I was bored so I sat at your computer and I went online. My goodness, the things I found there in your account. You really should have cleaned it out once in a spell. website after site dealt with subjects like female domination, male person slavery, cuckolding, and chastity. At offset, I was repulsed by the thought of you being involved in those activities so I phoned Arianne. You know that she is my safe friend. We talked about my discoveries for Sir Thomas More than an hour and we decided to get together at her house Sat morning for More discourse. We both did a lot of research on those discipline during the calendar week.

We both came up with the Saame conclusion -- that I could make this work to my benefit."

I sat there silently -- interested in where she thought she was going to hire it. I looked down, not because I was ashamed or embarrassed, but because I didn't want her to see the grammatical construction on my face. I've been told that I am the public's worst poker player because my face shows my emotions entirely too clearly. That's also the cause why I never lie. I know I can't pull it off.

"Anyway, Michael, that's when I decided to go with the flow. It's completely realize that you feel cleaning woman are the Lake Superior sex and I agree completely with that concept. It's also clear that you believe that you are inferior to women, especially me. That's why our marriage and our relationship is going to turn in a certain direction—my focal point. You are going to gain your dreams of total submission. I am taking over and you are going to do precisely as you are told. I don't want to spite you, but I'm sure I will consume to especially while I am training you in your new part as my slave.

"I have enjoyed making love with you, but that's going to be strictly rationed from now on. You expressed an interest in chastity and that's what you are going to get. You go to bed ahead of time and you sleep soundly so I have been able to quantify your phallus several sentence for a custom pecker John Milton Cage Jr. that I will put on you in a little while. I'm sure you'll find it quite tight and unsufferable to get an erection without feeling a lot of pain sensation. I believe it will be consummate for me—the thoroughgoing way to secure your complete submission to my will. You will deliver to study to satisfy me with your tongue on those eventide I'm not out with my lover."Now I was glad I was looking down. Had I been looking up at Rochelle she would certainly have seen the manifestation of shock and disgust on my face.

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

She laughed."I've always wanted soul else. I've been cheating on you throughout our full human relationship. I tried to obliterate it, but that's no longer necessary. You've been my cuckold, a function you'll come to love in the futurity. Initially, you'll just avail to educate me for my dates with Jonathan."

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

"Yes, and yes ; he and I have been"fucking"as you so bluntly put it for almost a year. We used to do it in his place after everyone else was gone. All of those evening meetings I had to attend he was doing me in the nanny's office. Now you know that you've been my cuckold all that time, but from now on you'll have an active voice character as my cuckold. I'll expect you to eat me out after my dates with Jonathan and once you've cleaned my puss out completely, you'll be required to eat me to a few More orgasms. I won't forget about your needs, 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 home. No clothes, even outside. Our lawn is shielded from the neighbors by row after row of pine tree tree diagram so you won't be seen. Even though we have a housekeeper, you'll assist her with some of the more odious tasks like cleaning the toilets. Don't headache -- I won't take any chances on damaging your custody. I'm not about to lame my meal ticket. That's the main reason why I married you. You can start by getting naked right now. Take off your wearing apparel and pack them neatly under the table."

So far I had found this"conversation"to be extremely enlightening so I stood, removed my shirt, opened my belted ammunition and dropped my slacks to the floor, my drawers following only a few seconds later. I'm usually extremely groovy in my wont so I folded my slacks and placed them on top of my loafers with my belt and phone on top. I finished by placing my socks into my shoes then I stood naked before the woman I had sworn to have a go at it for better or worse just three day ago.

"Step closer, Michael."She dug through her bag, pulling a lipstick from the bag. Opening the face, she pulled me closer by my cock which should let told her of my tactual sensation. I was as flaccid as I've ever been. She drew a melodic line horizontally about two in below my navel and two more—one on each thigh—about six column inch below my crotch."Go into the bathroom and shower. While you're in there I want you to knock off everything between these lines—front and back. Come back here when you are done and I'll attach your putz cage to your body. Your sexual abstention begins now and don't get any estimate of rubbing a prompt one off in the shower. I plan on paddling you when you get back and it'll be a lot forged if I find your testicle empty. Now go and I expect you to hurry."

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

"Yes, and it's a just thing that you were reverential. I will definitely punish 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 interfering for almost an time of day, but when I was done, I was more than live up to with my travail. I strolled casually back to my Bridget."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 give birth discussed what you found on the computing machine with me instead of that idiotic slattern, Arianne. How many times has she been divorced ? I can never think back. Is it two or three ? She's hardly a creditworthy resource for kinship advice. Had you mentioned what you had found to me I would have explained why I read those stories. The advantageously fable closely mimics real life so I know that there are real men, if I can even promise them that, who live as striver to their wives and are their cuckolds. I could not believe that any man could be so weakly and so misfortunate as to consent that from someone who is supposed to be their loving spouse. I find that kind of man disgusting and repugnant and I would never ever consider that kind of liveliness for myself.

"You didn't notice my new phone on my bash, did you ? I was playing around with it in the bedroom once I had the bags unpacked. I was trying out the recording feature. The maiden theatrical role of your fulmination is on video, the rest—the part that came after I removed my clothes—is just the audio, but you came through loud and pull in. I've already sent that to my attorney, Rob Snyder, who advises me that I have first-class grounds for an annulment. If I divorced you, I'd have to split everything we own 50-50, but under an abrogation I'd owe you zero. All of your apparel and personal property are in your car. I have to admit that I wasn't too careful doing it since I was in a genuine rush to be rid of you. I suggest you leave now and Rob will be in pinch. He also plans to get hold of the plug-in of Education. He's for certain they'll be very interested in your kinship with your lead. Don't be at all surprised if both of you are fired. I may even sue the school district. Rob tells me that they have very rigorous policies about intimate human relationship between a supervisor and a staff member.

"But before you go…."I picked up her bag and pulled her pocketbook and keys from its gaping maw. I had never seen any woman carry so much in such a Brobdingnagian purse. I removed her quotation cards and her keys to the house. The bill were all on my accounts so I had every right to them."I have already removed your garage door remote, Rochelle. Maybe you can stay with Arianne. You'll be consummate roommates."You're both idiotic nonstarter. Now go and don't come back."I helped the take aback woman -- the one I had hoped would be my partner through aliveness -- and led her to the service department. I opened the threshold for her and helped her into the car. She had driven the Lapplander beat up old Honda Civic ever since we had met more than two years ago. I had planned on buying her a new Lexus convertible security as a wedding party gift, but not now—not ever.

I stood there in muteness as she slowly backed out of the garage and drove away. Now would do the really hard part—notifying my mother and babe. They had both loved Rochelle, but apparently, like me, they had never really known her. After closing the garage door, I walked back into the kitchen where I pulled a Corona from the icebox and reached for the phone.

There wasn't enough beer in the world to help me through the adjacent one-half hour. Yet it had to be done and there was nothing to be gained by waiting. I would have liked to get roaring drunk, but I had two patients'lives in my hands over the next three days. My sorrow and my tears would bear 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 Hill, Queens. It's a relatively easy commute, especially at 5:00 in the good morning. I always stop at the same deli in Forest J. J. Hill because they make a big cup of bracing Orange River succus along with a buttered rolling for me every sunrise. I've known the possessor Jacob for more than than ten years.

A word about LIJ as the hospital is often known—one does not stimulate to be Judaic to bring there or to be treated. I was raised as a Catholic and, although there are a number of Jewish medico on faculty, the same can be said for virtually every infirmary in the New House of York metropolis tube area.

pith replacement OR takes a long prison term, starting with connecting the affected role to the heart-lung political machine, so I always start at 6:00 a.m. I'm well rested and I never drink chocolate which can affect my hand-eye coordination. I'm 39 now and I've been doing this surgery for More than ten days. I stopped drinking coffee while in medical examination school when I saw my bridge player shaking from the caffeine. I still remember the day I made that decision. Later that forenoon once the caffein had been passed from my consistency my helping hand was as steady as a rock. Like virtually caffeine addict I went through drug withdrawal, but I never drank a drop curtain again.

I was in the prep way scrubbing down, having already changed from what I usually referred to as my"civilian clothes,"into my bush and what I laughingly referred to as my"do-rag."well-nigh sawbones wear some kind of cap to save stray whisker away from an incision. That was also why I was always clean shaven. There was a new nurse on the team this morning. I usually liked to act with the same nursemaid because we were like a squad in football or basketball. The more we practiced together the better we would become.

I was about to speak with her when my"Number 2"—Dan Morrison—joined me at the swallow hole. We washed and scrubbed our hands and fingernails just the way we had when we were classmates in health check schooling at Jasper Johns Sir Anthony Philip Hopkins. I always knew that I could reckon on Dan to keep the mood light before surgery and to be completely competent and professional during."So, Mike—how's married life treating you ?"

"Not well, Dan ; I'm getting an abrogation. We returned to the house yesterday afternoon and she pulled some whoreson about making me her chastised slave discharge with a tight stainless steel cock cage. She found some stuff I was reading online and drew the incorrect conclusions. Rather than babble out it over with me she went to her protagonist Arianne."

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

"Yeah, she's been divorced at least twice and both clock time it was because she was cheating. Even better, Rochelle told me that she's been fucking her dealer for close to a year."

"Too bad you don't have a recording of that."Dan stopped then and looked at the big grinning on my face."Oh, dear God—you do have 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 outset on it this aurora. I kicked her out and suggested she persist with her slut buddy."

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

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

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

"I'm going to leave out Nan -- hopefully not too a great deal. Too bad her hubby got transferred. okey, enough ; let's get the appearance on the road."I finished my script at almost the same time Dan finished his. We dried using the sanitary towels and we allowed the nurses to deplume the tunic over our hands. Marcie, my head nurse, checked the cap on my nous, 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 cockcrow, Mr. Jameson, ready to get your new pith ?"

"I'm kinda nervous."

"That's apprehensible, but you can relax. We have a not bad team here for you. I know that Dr. Cohen will be keeping you in tip-top condition the entire time."

"Any melodic theme how farseeing it will use up ?"

"Typically, about eight hour, but I had a corking night's sleep and I do this at to the lowest degree twice a month although I have another scheduled for Wednesday. It's going to be a busybodied week. Okay, Marv."I stepped back to appropriate Marv to render our affected role unconscious. That gave me the opportunity to speak to my new nurse.

"Virgin Mary Catharine, I believe."

"Yes, Doctor Bellamy—it's a existent honor to be able to wait on you."

"It's a delight to have you with us. I've only heard good thing about you. You'll be replacing Nan. arrest to my left and save the tray of instruments on your other side. Beth will give 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 supercilium if necessity. Sarah and Jane will be on the affected role's early side of meat along with Dr. Morrison."

Then I went into what I always called my surgeon mood. There was only me and the patient. Our non-sterile assistant put the CD of Swan Lake on the thespian and we began, first by opening the thorax, tying off the artery and mineral vein and connecting them to the heart-lung machine. That took More than an hour although the actual transition was done in second base. The team worked well and Mary Catharine fit in well. Dan was right—she had a good sense of anticipation. She had the ripe implement ready for me even before I called for it. Only three times had I corrected her. The procedure went exactly as I had hoped. I changed into a new clean set of scrubs and went to do my favorite portion of this job—notifying the family.

I had a big grin on my face when I entered the wait way. Not only was Mrs. Jameson there, but both daughter and their husbands and their parish priest who I had known for many class. Mrs. Jameson cried rip of joy when I gave her the tidings."It was a complete success. The routine went exactly as planned. His heart showed polarity of extensive damage and the arteries were almost completely blocked which means that he was only a few workweek at most from another John R. Major infarction which in his condition would almost certainly have killed him. His new heart is completely sizable and the cardiac arteries are clear. He'll hold a long period of recovery, but if he follows Dr. Wenz's treatment programme he'll be okay for many years. Just don't allow him to smoke—not even a undivided 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.

"commodity afternoon, Monsignor ; long time no see."

"Yes, too many workweek since I last saw you. Did I read in the newsprint that you were married last Friday ?"

"Yes, you did. hail to my berth 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 surgery had been one emergency after another. We had a problem with the heart-lung machine and had to switch to the back-up. Then at the end we had hassle getting the new essence started. I'd had to outrage it three meter before we had a regular fistula round. It was an emotionally draining day.

I typically performed cardiac operating theater two or three times a hebdomad. Sir Thomas More than that became too draining both physically as well as emotionally. My fee for a operation like the one I performed today would be billed at $ 80,000, but Medicare would chop it down to about $ 40,000 so a distinctive week would earn me about fourscore to a hundred thousand dollars. Unfortunately, it wasn't all profit. I had my ploughshare of the rent on our offices and pay for the faculty. I had three cooperator in accession to Dan and then, of class, was malpractice insurance. For a cardiac surgeon that bill came to more than three hundred thousand dollars a year.

I had been sued twice, but I had won both of those cause. In one the jury found for the complainant, but the determination was thrown out by the evaluator who agreed with my attorney that what I had done was strictly professional and competent. Sometimes people die, although we always use the terminus"expire."It is regrettable, but sometimes there are other out of the blue ramification. Just concluding week I had opened the patient role's chest only to conclude it immediately. He had severe lung cancer—Stage IV in my opinion—and protocol demanded that the pump go to another patient. Telling his kinfolk had been hard. I always found those discussions bosom wrenching.

I had been in the part that the hospital provided for me about half an hour when Msgr. Feigan walked in. I had first come to know him when I was a mere small fry. My parents had a cottage in Shoreham on the North Shore of Long Island dating back to 1948. The closest Catholic Church at the clip was about ten miles away in n Wading River, but there was a chapel that was only used for mountain at ten o'clock on Sun mornings. Father Feigan started saying spate there when I was twelve. I liked him immediately. He was personable and he was the number 1 priest who led us in singing hymns.

I had watched his career advance as he was assigned to the Little blossom schooling in Wading River. Little Flower is a residential schooltime for orphans. The kids frequently come from trouble oneself homes—alcoholism, drug maltreatment, and child revilement were common experiences for many of these kids. I had no experiences like these kids, but Msgr. Feigan had done a upright job of explaining them on a serial publication of radio set and TV messages. My first class 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 get together the Board of Directors. I accepted eagerly even though Wading River was almost l naut mi from my home. I always scheduled my day so I could end betimes 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 spirit agrees with you."

"You couldn't be more wrong, john. I've already started annulment proceeding. Rochelle found some web site I had visited online and drew the wrong finis. They were stories about female domination and manly slavery. Rather than talk of the town to me about them she spoke to her jade booster who has been divorced at least twice. arse line—she wanted me to go her striver, keeping me chaste by virtue of a device that would lock my genitals away, so she could stay her illicit intimate human relationship with her principal.

"I was playing with my new phone and recorded our intact conversation—mostly a monolog of her plan to enslave me—and I phoned my lawyer. He advised an repeal. There was no way I could live with her under those conditions so I packed all of her dress and personal effects into her car and threw her out. That was yesterday afternoon. I believe the papers were due to be filed in the motor inn this afternoon."

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

"Yeah, she had a lot of potency, but her serious friend is a train wreck when it comes to relationships with men. She has a long history of cheating on boyfriends and husbands—hardly the variety of person I'd want to be my wife's in effect friend."

"You mentioned a intimate human relationship with her principal."

"Yeah, going on almost as long as we were together. According to Rochelle they had sexual relations in his power late in the afternoon and in the evening when she was supposedly attending get together with parents, they used the nurse's spot. 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 subject of pardon, John. It's a thing of caring. I just don't precaution. 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 Fri so I'll be extremely meddling all week. I was hoping that being married would aid me deal with the stress and maybe it will, but not for a while apparently."

"I really am distressing, Michael. I'll remember you in my entreaty. Are you going to make next week's board meeting ? I hope so because we'll be talking about the new health sum and your comment 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 Tues or Thursday. Unfortunately, I have Thomas More than adequate paperwork to manage. I usually take it home, but on Board nights I make meter during the day."Msgr. Feigan rose and walked around the desk. Placing his hand on my header he blessed me just as he had done hundreds of clip before. I rose and we hugged then he left. I knew he was a busy man, but to come all the way into forest Hills from Wading River for an old parishioner was just incredible. On the former mitt, that was what made him so special.

Once I had finished the paperwork the hospital and Medicare required from me, I phoned Rob to see how the annulment was progressing. He told me that he would register in the court tomorrow daybreak 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 former place where she would go. Her parents lived more than two hundred air mile away and her Sister was even far, besides, I thought she'd want to be near her head, especially now that she wouldn't be getting anything from me.

‘ What about the dealer, Jonathan Perkins, and the schooling board ?"

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

That was just like Rob. As long as I had known him—all the way back to our freshman class at Harvard—I'd never heard him swear even once. Me ? That was another thing entirely. I had once cursed a nursemaid for life when she gave me the wrong implement. I mean—how much clearer could the terminus,"clamp"be ?

"I think that might be a near idea, Rob. want me to do it ? I can fall in late tomorrow first light. I'm fairly sure that he has to work until the end of the month so I could wait down the block until he leaves. I am a enthrone party in this thing so I think I can blab with her and I can share the video recording and audio recording 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 family that their roll in the hay one has expired on the table, I think I can do this."We talked for a few more minutes then I ended the claim and left the hospital, but not before passing the account information to the clerk in billing. Then it was the unforesightful movement to my empty-bellied home.

> > > > > >

I was up at my common sentence of 4:30 and since I had a lot of time, I drove into Forest Hills to the deli for my orange juice and buttered bun. Jacob and I chatted for a spell as he served a few other customers. Then I drove back eastward toward Great neck where I exited and drove toward the Perkins base. I had been there once before at an end-of-the-year company for the faculty. Rochelle had brought me just a few workweek ago, I thought at the time to show me off to her acquaintance. I made a u-turn past the star sign and parked about fifty yards away facing the driveway.

I relaxed and took out my transcript of the New York time and began to say through. I usually spent about ten minutes skimming through the clause, but today I knew that I had an hr or More. Thus, I was surprised when I saw Perkins run from the menage with a distress spirit on his brass. I had a revelation then ; Rochelle had sent him a school text to tell him that I knew. It was only a subject of time before he was exposed. Actually, it was going to be a lot less time than he thought.

He was speeding when he drove past me. I started the car and pulled into his driveway, parking my BMW in the blot he had vacated. A few seconds later I had pushed the doorbell. The threshold was actually undecided and I could see through the screen as Mrs Perkins approached.

"Mrs. Perkins, I'm Dr. Michael Bellamy. We met a few hebdomad 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 part of why I'm here. May I come in ? I have something I need to show you."She opened the doorway and led me to the living room."Umm, are your children nearby ?"

"They're next door with supporter, using their pool."

"Good, I wouldn't want them to hear or see what I have to point you. I'll tell you beforehand that your hubby has been involved with Rochelle going back about a year. Please sentinel and listen to a conversation she had with me Sunday afternoon."I started the recording, ignoring the flavour she gave me about the websites I had visited and Rochelle's comment about them. However, her eyes grew like dish aerial 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 get through the display board of Education later in the calendar week. I anticipate that your married man and my soon-to-be ex-wife 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 madam'man when we were in college and this is the second relationship I know of since we've been married, so I'm guess there have been more that he got away with. This is the net stalk so far as I'm concerned. He begged for pardon the stopping point time and swore on his mother's tomb that he'd never stray again."

"I spoke to my lawyer yesterday good 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 husband's wrongful conduct. Incidentally, he tore out of here like he was on the way to a fire. I'm quite surely that Rochelle has gotten in touch with him so he knows that I know. I told Rochelle Sunday 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 shaver and they have told me many times that Jon would stray again. I hate to have to include that they were right."

I stood and passed her Rob's circuit board then thanked her for her metre and left field. In many style this was very much high-risk than telling a category that their loved one had expired. My patient were all seriously ill and death was just around the corner. In this fount the wedlock seemed to be alive and well. It really was a shame, but I'd want to lie with if things were reversed.

> > > > > >

I drove to turn, bucking the late commuter traffic, but arriving in mass of time for my pre-surgery merging with the team. I reviewed the procedure for tomorrow's surgery, concentrating on the patient's chronicle and the potential job that might grow. I was pleased to see that Virgin Mary Catherine of Aragon was an active participant. All told the get together took an hour and we all stood and stretched before leaving the conference room."Mary Catherine of Aragon, you're probably not cognisant that we have a tradition of going out to lunch together the day before a procedure. We'd like to have 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 observation you work, but may I delight ask you to squall me Kate. You probably know that Irish Catholics have a lot of girl named ‘ Mary Something."There are three in my family 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 finest OR nanny I've ever worked with."It was confessedly. Mary Catherine—Kate—was as sharply as a tack, often anticipating what I needed and having it uncommitted even before I called for it. It wasn't long before she was an integral persona of my team.

> > > > > >

I was working late on a Friday nighttime of a week that had been too long due to two hand brake procedures thanks to two multi-vehicle machine accident in two days. I had spent four long Clarence Day in surgery this week. It had been a profitable week, but I was totally beat.

I had just finished my hold out Medicare form when the federal agency door opened."Kate, what the hell are you doing here so late ? You must own something better to do on a Friday dark than hang out here in the hospital."

"You're here."

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

"Great ! Got time to hold a girl for a raciness ?"

I smiled."I think I could palm Phoebe Guys or McDonald's."

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

Accepting her mesmerism, I drove us to a big seafood buffet where they knew me and always moved me to the principal of the ever-present line. We missed the six o'clock rush by more than an hr so we walked right in and took our seats, ordering ice tea before stepping up to the counter. We started with cold boiled shrimp with spicy cocktail sauce, talking about our biography as we ate our way through the shrimp, crab-stuffed mushrooms, and crab peg.

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

"Not well ... at least, not as well as I would induce 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 stress relief in nursing schooling ? conduct me to your home plate and don't even think of saying no."I didn't say no that nighttime and I never said no to her in the future either.

Eighteen months later

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

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

"Excellent ! Let's go. I want a password with her."She strode off quickly with me struggling to continue 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 wife and I wanted to thank you sincerely for destroying your relationship with Michael. You could have had everything you wanted had you handled thing differently."I knew where this was headed, but remained silent as was appropriate for my place.

"Michelle, come up here between us and stand next to the jury truck where only Rochelle and I will be able-bodied to see you. Now, drop your slacks to your knees."

Obediently, I moved my paw to my left wing side, working the button and pulling the zipper down."That's right, Rochelle—Michelle is wearing women's slacks and pumps and that's not all."Kate pulled the front of my blouse up exposing my light tap camisole as my slacks fell. Beneath it you could just prepare out the precis of my coloured pink bra and my small breasts. Rochelle's mouth fell as my lacey pinko panties, matching supporter bash, and black stockings became visible.

"And, there's more, Rochelle. tally this out."She pulled my scanty down to show the tradition stainless-steel John Cage securely locked around my cock and balls."Okay, Michelle—you can get dressed now."I pulled my slack water up as Kate continued.

"You see, Rochelle—you were powerful about Michael's reading all of those narrative on-line. He identified very closely with those pathetically weak men. Your job was that you rammed all of your need down his throat at one clip. It was a case of too much -- too soon, what we call sensory overload in the health check playing field. Michael is naturally submissive, but he was also terrified. He'll never be very striver material. hard worker have no right hand. There are some things that Michael will never assume. I brought him along slowly, showing him that I loved him and that it was my love that was helping him to bring in his dream of blissful entry. That's why I will never cheat on on him or peril him to homosexuality by making him soak up a lover's cock.

He wears that cage every day, but I love his cock so a lot that he rarely goes to a greater extent than two days before I make him know me until I can't pedestal. I have conditioned him to lap up me uninfected after we make bed. Anything that comes out of his rooster goes into his mouth and stomach. I have also trained him to take my urine. That's really convenient now that I'm fraught. Yes, Rochelle—all of this was yours for the pickings, but now it's mine and I want to thank you. To show my appreciation I've decided to list my daughter Shelly. So, thank you again.

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

"To fuck us, of course."

"That's right, Rochelle, but I had to acquire the lead—undressing him and myself then actually pushing him onto the bed. I took the top, rubbing his spongy cock head into my wet slit before taking him deep into my core. He didn't final stage too long the first time, but that was okay. Once we were done, I sidled up to straddle his side where I told him to eat me out—to sportsmanlike me and to eat me to an orgasm. We repeated that twice that night before falling deceased naked on top of the mantle. I think Michael came three meter that first night, not even conclude to how many I had.

"The trace 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 flick him off. A man who wants that is giving control condition of his sexual climax to his collaborator. I had a rotation in psych when I was studying for my RN so I knew immediately that he was submissive. That's more common than you might think. Many high-powered executives—doctors, too—use submissiveness as a mean of controlling their accent.

"I did jerk him off, but then I made him puzzle out my fingers clean. The following day I pulled him into the cascade, telling him to kneel and open his mouth. ‘ I want to pee into your mouthpiece,'I told him. ‘ Try to swallow 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 than times that day and twice at work in his part flush toilet on Monday. By the time he took me back to my apartment to nibble up some more clothes he was able to swallow all of it. Now all I have to do is slide my pelvis forward and he's on my cunt in a jiffy. He sits between my legs, kissing and licking my second joint unless I give permission to puzzle out and suck my cunt. I must have ten or twelve orgasms a day, although my disc 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 ball varsity letter of reprimand and when the early instructor found out why every man on staff was after me. I finally succumbed to a Danton True Young steward who was hung like a sawhorse. Man, could he fuck ! But we never did anything in school. I was living with my acquaintance Arianne then, but that wasn't a job. He did both of us some night. He had unbelievable stamina."

"What about your head teacher ?"

"He was fired. When I was questioned by the superintendent and the school district attorney, I told them that he pressured me into sex by threatening to give me bad story so I'd be fired. That was only about three workweek before I met Michael. You probably know the rest."

"wellspring, I'm glad you still have a job. Me…I'm happily unemployed. Nice

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

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

On those occasions she striped my bottom with my belt. Once my penalty was done, she put it behind her. She always applied a soothing lotion to my red can as I lay across her lap. To show my attrition I always slipped between her legs to either necessitate her piss or aim her looney with orgasm after sexual climax.

As I followed Kate to the car, I thought my life was thoroughgoing. I had a great high-paying position and a rewarding professional life-time. At house I had a beautiful sexy wife who loved me and showed it every day through her domination and control of me. I was putty in her mitt and I wouldn't want it any other way .