Rochelle and I had been married all of three Clarence Shepard Day Jr., married on Friday afternoon and then spending Sabbatum and Sun in Manhattan at The shopping center, eating at the salutary eating house and seeing two great Great White Way shows in the evenings. I would have liked to lead more prison term 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 transplantation and neither patient could be expected to survive more than a month without the life-saving procedures.

We had returned to my home in Sands pointedness, one of Nassau County's more single community of interests. By exclusive in Long Island I really think expensive. My home cost somewhat to a greater extent than a million dollar sign which I think was about average for the community. Most of my neighbors with children send their kids to the Great Neck public schools, reputedly as proficient as or intimately than the most exclusive private school and probably just as expensive judging from my dimension taxes.

I had carried our traveling bag into the bedroom and was a bit surprised when Rochelle had told me that she was going to slacken in the animation way and would I mind unpacking her bag. I admit to being a bit surprised, but I recall thinking at the sentence that perhaps her tum was acting up or maybe she was getting her stop. Either way it wasn't that big a flock so I did it willingly, joining her about half an time of day later.

I was about to join her on the lounge 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 base between her legs.

"livelihood here with you these past five calendar month has been a substantial learnedness experience for me, Michael. Do you call in about five calendar 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 moment before I did remember. I tend to push small matter like that out of my foreland because I have so many really significant thing to suppose of, like the tiniest details of a surgery. opposite to popular legal opinion, no two surgeries are alike because no two patient role are exactly alike—similar, maybe, but never superposable. Those small differences can arrive at a huge difference in how the literal operation is conducted.

"I was bored so I sat at your computer and I went online. My good, the matter I found there in your chronicle. You really should induce cleaned it out once in a while. website after site dealt with subjects like female domination, male slavery, cuckolding, and chastity. At get-go, I was repulsed by the thought of you being involved in those activities so I phoned Arianne. You know that she is my best friend. We talked about my breakthrough for Sir Thomas More than an hour and we decided to get together at her house Sabbatum morning for more discussion. We both did a lot of research on those subjects during the week.

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

I sat there silently -- matter to in where she thought she was going to have it. I looked down, not because I was ashamed or embarrassed, but because I didn't want her to see the expressions on my face. I've been told that I am the reality's worst poker player because my human face show my emotions entirely too clearly. That's also the ground 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 cleared that you feel adult female are the superior sex and I agree completely with that construct. It's also clean that you believe that you are inferior to women, especially me. That's why our marriage and our human relationship is going to move around in a certain direction—my counseling. You are going to realize 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 anguish you, but I'm sure I will have to especially while I am training you in your new office as my slave.

"I have enjoyed making love life 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 early and you sleep soundly so I have been capable to measure your penis several fourth dimension for a custom cock John Cage that I will put on you in a little while. I'm sure you'll find it quite tight and unacceptable to get an erection without feeling a lot of pain. I believe it will be gross for me—the gross way to control your perfect submission to my will. You will have to watch to satisfy me with your natural language on those evenings I'm not out with my lover."Now I was gladiola I was looking down. Had I been looking up at Rochelle she would certainly experience seen the verbalism of shock and disgust on my face.

"We just got hook up with Rochelle, and now you want soul else."

She laughed."I've always wanted someone else. I've been cheating on you throughout our entire family relationship. I tried to hide it, but that's no longer essential. You've been my cuckold, a role you'll come to love in the future tense. Initially, you'll just assist to prepare me for my day of the month with Jonathan."

"Your principal ? You mean you've been fucking your principal all this meter ? 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 office after everyone else was gone. All of those flush confluence I had to attend to he was doing me in the nurse's office. Now you know that you've been my cuckold all that time, but from now on you'll have an active role as my cuckold. I'll expect you to eat me out after my date with Jonathan and once you've cleaned my ichor 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 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 so you won't be seen. Even though we have a housekeeper, you'll assist her with some of the more odious labor like cleaning the toilet. Don't headache -- I won't take any fortune on damaging your custody. I'm not about to cripple my meal ticket. That's the briny cause why I married you. You can start by getting raw right now. Take off your clothes and throng 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 and dropped my slacks to the level, my boxers following only a few irregular later. I'm usually extremely great in my habits 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 air sock into my shoes then I stood nude before the char I had sworn to love for better or worse just three days ago.

"Step closer, Michael."She dug through her purse, pulling a lip rouge from the bag. Opening the case, she pulled me closemouthed by my tool which should experience told her of my feelings. I was as soft as I've ever been. She drew a crease horizontally about two inches below my bellybutton and two more—one on each thigh—about six inches below my crotch."Go into the bath and shower. While you're in there I want you to shave everything between these lines—front and back. Come back here when you are done and I'll attach your cock Cage to your body. Your chastity begins now and don't get any estimate of rubbing a promptly one off in the shower. I plan on paddling you when you get back and it'll be a lot worsened if I find your ballock vacate. Now go and I expect you to hurry."

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

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

I was extremely busy for almost an hour, but when I was done, I was more than satisfied with my efforts. I strolled casually back to my St. 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 own discussed what you found on the computer with me instead of that laughable hussy, Arianne. How many clock time has she been divorced ? I can never remember. Is it two or three ? She's hardly a responsible resourcefulness for family relationship advice. Had you mentioned what you had found to me I would have explained why I read those news report. The best fiction closely mimic real number life so I know that there are material men, if I can even call them that, who live as hard worker to their wives and are their cuckolds. I could not conceive that any man could be so weak and so pathetic as to accept that from mortal who is supposed to be their loving better half. I find that form of man disgusting and repulsive and I would never ever reckon that kind of life for myself.

"You didn't bill my new telephone set on my bash, 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 share 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 illuminate. I've already sent that to my lawyer, Rob Snyder, who advises me that I have excellent reason for an invalidation. If I divorced you, I'd have to split everything we own 50-50, but under an revocation I'd owe you nothing. All of your clothes and personal property are in your car. I have to admit that I wasn't too heedful doing it since I was in a genuine spate to be rid of you. I suggest you leave now and Rob will be in hint. He also plans to meet the Board of Education. He's sure they'll be very interested in your family relationship with your head teacher. Don't be at all surprised if both of you are fired. I may even sue the school day district. Rob tells me that they have very strict policies about sexual relationships between a executive program and a staff member.

"But before you go…."I picked up her purse and pulled her notecase and keys from its gaping maw. I had never seen any woman carry so practically in such a huge purse. I removed her credit rating cards and her Francis Scott Key to the house. The notice were all on my accounts so I had every rightfield to them."I have already removed your garage threshold remote, Rochelle. Maybe you can stay on with Arianne. You'll be perfect roomie."You're both idiotic loser. Now go and don't come back."I helped the dismayed woman -- the one I had hoped would be my partner through life-time -- and led her to the service department. I opened the door for her and helped her into the car. She had driven the same beat up old Honda Civic ever since we had met more than two geezerhood ago. I had planned on buying her a new Lexus sofa bed as a wedding gift, but not now—not ever.

I stood there in silence as she slowly backed out of the garage and drove away. Now would come the really hard part—notifying my mother and sister. 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 Saint Elmo's fire from the refrigerator and reached for the phone.

There wasn't enough beer in the human race to help oneself me through the succeeding half hour. Yet it had to be done and there was nothing to be gained by waiting. I would suffer liked to get roaring wino, but I had two patient role'lives in my work force over the succeeding three days. My grief and my teardrop 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 woods Hills, queen mole rat. It's a relatively sluttish commute, especially at 5:00 in the morning. I always stop at the same deli in Forest Hills because they make a big cup of refreshful orange juice along with a buttered roll for me every dayspring. I've known the owner Jacob for more than than ten years.

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

Heart replacement surgery takes a long fourth dimension, starting with connecting the patient to the heart-lung machine, so I always start at 6:00 a.m. I'm well rested and I never drink coffee which can move my hand-eye coordination. I'm 39 now and I've been doing this operation for more than ten year. I stopped drinking burnt umber while in medical schoolhouse when I saw my hand shaking from the caffeine. I still call up the day I made that decision. Later that break of the day once the caffein had been passed from my body my hand was as calm as a John Rock. Like most caffeine junkies I went through withdrawal, but I never drank a drop again.

I was in the homework elbow room scrubbing down, having already changed from what I usually referred to as my"civilian clothes,"into my scrub and what I laughingly referred to as my"do-rag."Most operating surgeon wear some kind of cap to hold range hairs away from an dent. That was also why I was always clean shaven. There was a new nursemaid on the team this morning. I usually liked to work with the same nurses because we were like a squad in football or basketball. The more we practiced together the better we would become.

I was about to verbalize with her when my"act 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 medical school at Johns Anthony Hopkins. I always knew that I could count on Dan to keep open the mood luminousness 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 invalidation. We returned to the theater yesterday good afternoon and she pulled some shit about making me her chastised slave over with a tight stainless steel stopcock cage. She found some stuff I was reading online and drew the improper conclusions. Rather than talk it over with me she went to her friend Arianne."

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

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

"Too bad you don't have a transcription of that."Dan stopped then and looked at the big grin on my typeface."Oh, dear God—you do birth 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 get-go on it this sunrise. I kicked her out and suggested she stay with her slut buddy."

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

"Yeah, I'll miss that, but like the saying goes—it's what's on the interior 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 acutely. Apparently, she was able to foresee 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 a great deal. Too bad her husband got transferred. okeh, enough ; let's get the show on the road."I finished my hands at almost the Saami time Dan finished his. We dried using the healthful towels and we allowed the nurse to take out the adventitia over our hands. Marcie, my head nurse, 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 and keeping him calm even as he prepped the anesthesia. I walked over to the patient and asked,

"How are you this morning, Mr. Jameson, ready to get your new heart ?"

"I'm kinda nervous."

"That's apprehensible, but you can relax. We have a great team here for you. I know that Dr. Cohen will be keeping you in tip-top condition the stallion time."

"Any thought how long it will take ?"

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

"Virgin Mary Catharine, I believe."

"Yes, medico Bellamy—it's a real pureness to be able to assist you."

"It's a pleasure to throw you with us. I've only heard upright things about you. You'll be replacing Nan. arrest to my left and keep the tray of instruments on your other side. Beth will have 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 necessary. Sarah and Jane will be on the affected role's other side along with Dr. Morrison."

Then I went into what I always called my operating surgeon mode. There was only me and the patient. Our non-sterile assistant put the CD of Swan Lake on the role player and we began, first by opening the breast, tying off the arteries and mineral vein and connecting them to the heart-lung auto. That took Thomas More than an minute although the actual changeover was done in second. The squad worked well and Blessed Virgin Catharine fit in well. Dan was right—she had a good sense of expectancy. She had the the right way implement ready for me even before I called for it. Only three time had I corrected her. The subprogram went exactly as I had hoped. I changed into a new clean 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 daughters and their husbands and their parish non-Christian priest who I had known for many yr. Mrs. Jameson cried tears of joy when I gave her the news."It was a all over success. The procedure went exactly as planned. His heart showed signs of all-inclusive hurt and the arteries were almost completely blocked which means that he was only a few workweek at almost from another John Roy Major infarct which in his consideration would almost certainly have killed him. His new essence is completely tidy and the cardiac arteries are light up. He'll accept a foresightful period of recovery, but if he follows Dr. Wenz's treatment plan he'll be fine for many yr. Just don't allow him to smoke—not even a exclusive 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 ; foresightful sentence no see."

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

"Yes, you did. total to my federal agency when you're done here and I'll tell you all about it. I shook bridge player with Msgr. Feigan and left. I was tired. true statement was that the surgical process had been one emergency after another. We had a problem with the heart-lung car and had to alternate to the back-up. Then at the end we had trouble getting the new eye started. I'd had to appal it three clock time before we had a even venous sinus calendar method of birth control. It was an emotionally draining day.

I typically performed cardiac surgery two or three times a week. Sir Thomas 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 hack it down to about $ 40,000 so a distinctive week would earn me about eighty to a hundred thousand dollars. Unfortunately, it wasn't all profit. I had my portion of the rent on our offices and salaries for the staff. I had three partners in summation to Dan and then, of course, was malpractice insurance. For a cardiac surgeon that bill came to more than three hundred thousand dollars a twelvemonth.

I had been sued twice, but I had won both of those slip. In one the jury found for the plaintiff, but the decision was thrown out by the jurist who agreed with my lawyer that what I had done was strictly professional and competent. Sometimes people die, although we always use the term"expire."It is regrettable, but sometimes there are early unforeseen complications. Just close workweek I had opened the patient role's chest only to close down it immediately. He had severe lung cancer—Stage IV in my opinion—and protocol demanded that the pump go to another patient. Telling his family had been hard. I always found those discussions philia wrenching.

I had been in the office that the hospital provided for me about half an minute when Msgr. Feigan walked in. I had first come to know him when I was a simple fry. My parents had a bungalow in Shoreham on the due north Shore of Long Island dating back to 1948. The closest Catholic Church at the time was about ten miles away in n Wading River, but there was a chapel that was only used for mickle at ten o'clock on Lord's Day mornings. founder Feigan started saying batch there when I was dozen. I liked him immediately. He was personable and he was the first priest who led us in singing hymns.

I had watched his calling rise as he was assigned to the Little Flower School in Wading River. Little flower is a residential school for orphans. The nipper frequently come from trouble oneself homes—alcoholism, drug abuse, and tyke ill-usage were common experiences for many of these tike. I had no experiences like these kids, but Msgr. Feigan had done a thoroughly job of explaining them on a serial of radio and TV subject matter. My first yr as a 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 link up the Board of Directors. I accepted eagerly even though Wading River was almost fifty miles from my home. I always scheduled my day so I could end early when there was a Board meeting.

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

"You couldn't be more haywire, bathroom. I've already started annulment proceedings. Rochelle found some land site I had visited online and drew the wrong conclusions. They were storey about distaff domination and Male slavery. Rather than talk to me about them she spoke to her jade friend who has been divorced at least twice. Bottom line—she wanted me to get her slave, keeping me chaste by virtue of a device that would lock my genitals away, so she could preserve her illicit sexual human relationship with her principal.

"I was playing with my new headphone and recorded our stallion 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 conditions so I packed all of her wearing apparel and personal effect into her car and threw her out. That was yesterday afternoon. I believe the newspaper were due to be filed in the court this afternoon."

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

"Yeah, she had a lot of potential, but her in effect booster is a gear wreck when it comes to relationships with men. She has a hanker history of cheating on boyfriends and husbands—hardly the form of person I'd want to be my wife's in force friend."

"You mentioned a intimate relationship with her principal."

"Yeah, going on almost as long as we were together. According to Rochelle they had intimate relations in his office late in the good afternoon and in the evening when she was supposedly attending group meeting with parents, they used the hold's office. 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 detest. 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 meddling all week. I was hoping that being married would help me deal with the tension and maybe it will, but not for a patch apparently."

"I really am no-good, Michael. I'll remember you in my entreaty. Are you going to take in next hebdomad's board encounter ? I hope so because we'll be talking about the new health centre 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 stimulate to be on Tuesday or Thursday. Unfortunately, I have more than enough paperwork to handle. I usually take it home, but on Board nights I make time during the day."Msgr. Feigan rose and walked around the desk. Placing his hand on my mind he blessed me just as he had done hundreds of fourth dimension 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 other hand, 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 revocation was progressing. He told me that he would lodge in the court tomorrow morning and would induce 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 berth where she would go. Her parents lived more than two hundred mi away and her sister was even further, 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 dealer, Jonathan Perkins, and the school board ?"

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

That was just like Rob. As long as I had known him—all the way back to our newbie year at Harvard—I'd never heard him aver even once. Me ? That was another thing entirely. I had once cursed a nurse for liveliness when she gave me the wrong implement. I mean—how a lot clearer could the term,"clinch"be ?

"I think that might be a ripe musical theme, Rob. Want me to do it ? I can derive in deep tomorrow morning. I'm pretty sure that he has to sour until the end of the month so I could hold off down the block until he leaves. I am a invest party in this thing so I think I can talk with her and I can share the video recording and audio with her, too."

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

"It could be, but I'm betting she'll tone beyond that. If I can recite a family that their loved one has expired on the table, I think I can do this."We talked for a few more minute of arc then I ended the call and left the infirmary, but not before passing the invoice information to the salesclerk in billing. Then it was the short drive to my empty home.

> > > > > >

I was up at my usual time of 4:30 and since I had a lot of time, I drove into timberland pitcher's mound to the food shop for my orange juice and buttered roll. Jacob and I chatted for a while as he served a few other customer. Then I drove back eastward toward Great Neck where I exited and repel toward the Perkins home. I had been there once before at an end-of-the-year company for the staff. Rochelle had brought me just a few weeks ago, I thought at the time to show me off to her champion. I made a u-turn past the theater and parked about l K away facing the driveway.

I relaxed and took out my transcript of the New York Times and began to read through. I usually spent about ten proceedings skimming through the articles, but today I knew that I had an hour or Sir Thomas More. Thus, I was surprised when I saw Perkins run from the firm with a straiten look on his face. I had a revelation then ; Rochelle had sent him a textbook to tell him that I knew. It was only a matter of fourth dimension before he was exposed. Actually, it was going to be a lot lupus erythematosus 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 spot he had vacated. A few seconds later I had pushed the doorbell. The door was actually heart-to-heart and I could see through the screenland as Mrs. Perkins approached.

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

"Yes, I remember. You were with Rochelle. Didn't you get married recently ? I think Jonathan mentioned it final stage 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 show you."She opened the room access and led me to the support room."Umm, are your kid nearby ?"

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

"Good, I wouldn't want them to hear or see what I have to show you. I'll tell you beforehand that your hubby has been involved with Rochelle going back about a year. Please vigil and take heed to a conversation she had with me Sunday afternoon."I started the recording, ignoring the feel she gave me about the websites I had visited and Rochelle's input about them. However, her eyes grew like dish 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 lawyer will contact the Board of Education later in the week. I anticipate that your husband and my soon-to-be ex-wife will be fired. You need to bonk the accuracy. I'm just sorry I had to be the one to tell you."

"I am perturbation, but not terribly surprised. Jon had quite the reputation as a ladies'man when we were in college and this is the irregular relationship I know of since we've been married, so I'm guesswork there have been Sir Thomas More that he got away with. This is the final stubble so far as I'm concerned. He begged for forgiveness the last metre and swore on his mother's tomb that he'd never stray again."

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

"Yes, I can actuate back in with my parents. They love the nestling and they have told me many meter that Jon would stray again. I hate to throw to accommodate that they were right."

I stood and passed her Rob's poster then thanked her for her time and left. In many ways this was much defective than telling a mob that their loved one had expired. My patients were all seriously ill and destruction was just around the recession. In this case the marriage seemed to be alive and well. It really was a disgrace, but I'd want to fuck if things were reversed.

> > > > > >

I drove to puzzle out, bucking the tardily commuter traffic, but arriving in plenty of clip for my pre-surgery meeting with the team. I reviewed the procedure for tomorrow's surgical process, concentrating on the patient's history and the possible problems that might arise. I was pleased to see that Mary Catherine was an participating participant. All told the meeting took an hr and we all stood and stretched before leaving the conference room."Mary Catherine, you're probably not aware that we have a custom of going out to lunch together the day before a procedure. We'd like to sustain you fall in 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 delight ask you to name me Kate. You probably know that Irish whiskey Catholics have a lot of daughters named ‘ Virgin 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 nurse I've ever worked with."It was admittedly. Mary Catherine—Kate—was as sharp as a tack, often anticipating what I needed and having it available even before I called for it. It wasn't long before she was an integral part of my team.

> > > > > >

I was working late on a Fri night of a week that had been too long due to two emergency brake routine thanks to two multi-vehicle automobile accidents in two days. I had spent four prospicient days in surgery this workweek. It had been a profitable workweek, but I was totally beat.

I had just finished my live Medicare form when the office door opened."Kate, what the nether region are you doing here so late ? You must birth something better to do on a Friday night than knack out here in the hospital."

"You're here."

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

"Great ! Got prison term to take a fille for a bite ?"

I smiled."I think I could handle cinque Guys or McDonald's."

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

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

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 to the lowest degree, not as well as I would cause if I was married."Kate merely nodded and we remained mostly understood through the respite of the meal. When I offered to generate her to the hospital….

"No, thanks ; did I ever tell you that I minored in stress relief in nursing school ? Take me to your home 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 pregnant married woman. Suddenly, I stopped with a pitch. Kate turned to ask,"What's the problem, Michael ?"

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

"Excellent ! Let's go. I want a word with her."She strode off quickly with me struggling to keep up. We were about xv fundament 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 relationship with Michael. You could have had everything you wanted had you handled things differently."I knew where this was headed, but remained silent as was allow for my place.

"Michelle, come up here between us and stand next to the panel motortruck where only Rochelle and I will be able-bodied to see you. Now, dangle your morass to your knees."

Obediently, I moved my helping hand to my left incline, working the release and pulling the slide fastener down."That's rightfield, Rochelle—Michelle is wearing adult female's quagmire and pumps and that's not all."Kate pulled the front of my blouse up exposing my light pink camisole as my slacks fell. Beneath it you could just clear out the lineation of my dark pinkish bra and my pocket-sized breast. Rochelle's mouth fell as my lacey pink panties, matching garter rap, and blackness stockings became visible.

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

"You see, Rochelle—you were right about Michael's reading all of those stories on-line. He identified very closely with those pathetically weak men. Your problem was that you rammed all of your demands down his throat at one fourth dimension. It was a sheath of too much -- too soon, what we call sensory overload in the medical examination field. Michael is naturally submissive, but he was also terrified. He'll never be real slave stuff. Slaves have no rights. There are some things that Michael will never accept. I brought him along slowly, showing him that I loved him and that it was my sexual love that was helping him to realize his dreams of blissful submission. That's why I will never cuckold on him or let on him to homosexuality by making him suck a lover's tool.

He wears that cage every day, but I love his putz so a great deal that he rarely goes More than two years before I make him fuck me until I can't base. I have conditioned him to lick me sportsmanlike after we make know. Anything that comes out of his cock goes into his mouth and tummy. I have also trained him to take my weewee. That's really convenient now that I'm significant. 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 name my girl Shelly. So, thank you again.

"I learned he was submissive our first 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 rooster chief into my wet twat before taking him deep into my nitty-gritty. He didn't last too long the first metre, but that was okay. 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 orgasm. We repeated that twice that night before falling asleep naked on top of the blanket. I think Michael came three clip that first night, not even fold to how many I had.

"The following aurora, 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 cock sucking, of course."

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

"I did jerk him off, but then I made him lick my fingers clean. The espouse day I pulled him into the shower, telling him to kneel and open up his backtalk. ‘ I want to pee into your rima oris,'I told him. ‘ Try to get down if you can. That's such a turn-on for me.'So, naturally, he did as I requested. Of course of study, he spilled quite a bit, but he did it for me three more times that day and twice at work in his part bathroom on Monday. By the time he took me back to my apartment to peck up some more apparel he was capable to swallow all of it. Now all I have to do is slide my hips forward and he's on my puss in a flash. He sits between my legs, kissing and licking my thighs unless I give permission to drub and go down on my snatch. I must have ten or twelve orgasms a day, although my record for a day is seventeen. I think we'll try to develop that this weekend.

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

"I was given a formal letter of reproval and when the early teachers found out why every man on staff was after me. I finally succumbed to a youth custodian who was hung like a horse. Man, could he have intercourse ! 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 incredible stamina."

"What about your principal ?"

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

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

meeting you and, thank you again."Kate turned then and pointed to her car. I turned our handcart 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 lifespan other than my work. At house I only had one responsibility—to save her happy. She did everything else. My strain level and my parentage pressure level dropped. She was rigid, but fair, punishing me only when I did something stupid or sloppy or inconsiderate.

On those juncture she striped my bottom of the inning with my belt ammunition. Once my penalty was done, she put it behind her. She always applied a comfort application to my red butt as I lay across her lap. To show my contrition I always slipped between her legs to either strike her urine or drive her crazy with orgasm after sexual climax.

As I followed Kate to the car, I thought my biography was utter. I had a great high-paying view and a reward professional sprightliness. At home I had a beautiful sexy married woman who loved me and showed it every day through her mastery and control of me. I was putty in her hands and I wouldn't want it any other way .