This story introduces James, a wealthy senior partner at a NYC law firm and his wife Linda. Linda is submission to James who calls her ‘bunny’ and controls her life as she serves him. In this story James has seduced a younger woman and is bringing her home for their first sexual encounter where she meets bunny and is introduced to their lifestyle.
This story has some intense emotional elements to it and while sex figures prominently there is an exploration of one form of a BDSM relationship. This is un-apologetically a Male fantasy with all the echos of patriarchy and womens roles that implies. However you might find that the women in this story have a power and respect that’s all their own.
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The early January sky was already dark despite the early hour. James had left the office at a reasonable time which meant the wet streets were clogged with traffic. The drive from Wall Street to the Upper East Side was dreary at best and boring at worst. He sighed as the car pulled up to his brownstone and the driver opened his door. “Thank you Sergei,” he said as he stepped out. “Please confirm you’ll be back at 6:45 for my evening appointment?”
“Yes sir, 6:45 sharp,” confirmed the driver. Mr. Markville did not tolerate delays and Sergei liked working for the quiet man.
James went up the steps and let himself into the home he and his wife Linda had now owned for a few years, since shortly after he’d made senior partner at the firm. James dropped his gloves on the hall table and shrugged his coat off, dropping it almost carelessly into Lindas arms as she knelt beside the table. He stroked her hair and cheek with his left hand and a visible shudder of pleasure shook her small frame.
Extending his hand she took it and stood, turning to the closet to put away the coat. After putting it on a hanger she brushed it clean as James went into the house. A light salad was in his place at the table and as Linda came into the room she said, “I thought you might like a light snack before your late dinner date.” He took off his suit jacket and sat down. “Good girl bunny, you do take care of me. I’d like to wear the Navy jacket tonight. I think that will go well with the Burgundy silk tie.”
“Of course sir, they’ll be ready upstairs.” With that Linda, but only addressed as ‘bunny’ in the home, knew she was dismissed and went upstairs to prepare his clothes for the evening.
Hours later James and Carol climbed out of the car as Sergei held the door. “No sooner than Monday, I think Sergei. Enjoy your weekend.”
“Of course sir, thank you sir.” Sergei replied. Sergei eyed the voluptuous blonde on Mr. Markvilles arm. He’d had a good (but discrete) eyeful of her cleavage as she exited the car and watching her ass move up the stairs was a sight to see. He didn’t know or care what Mrs. Markville thought of her husbands activities but he couldn’t help but be curious.
James unlocked the door and they entered the vestibule. Carol let out a ring of laughter as she eyed bunnys kneeling form curiously, but without surprise. “You weren’t kidding about her, were you?” James helped Carol with her coat and dropped it into bunnys arms, then did the same for his own.
“Of course I wasn’t, darling! Bunny will take care of the coats. Would you like a glass of wine?” At her nod James went to the sideboard and opened a bottle that was waiting there and poured two glasses. James joined Carol on the couch and as she snuggled in James called out, “Bunny, shoes.”
Bunny came into the room and knelt at James feet, starting to untie his shoes. “Good girl bunny. Take Carols also, and suck her toes to warm them up before you clean our shoes.” With that James turned to Carol and gave her his full attention. Carol watched bunny carefully unstrap and remove her high heeled pump, then bend her body down to gently suckle her toes, warming and caressing them without slobbering. Bunny finished with one foot and Carol re-crossed her legs to offer the second, then turned to James, giggling with pleasure. They shared a private joke and conversation as bunny finished with Carols toes. Seeing James subtle brushing motion she moved on to her next task. Putting her nose almost to the carpet, ass high in the air, she licked the street filth from James shoes first, then from Carols expensive pumps, savoring the scent of her master and his newest conquest.
As Carol relaxed James started kissing her and she responded with passion. Breaking the kiss he put his wineglass aside, then hers. Gripping her waist he lifted her to straddle his legs. She giggled again as he pressed his face into her heavy breasts. James moved to kiss her again as his hands lifted her short dress to expose her ass, squeezing the firm cheeks and caressing the soft fabric of her panties. Carol moved her head to the side and started kissing James neck and James looked down at bunny, finished with her task but unmoving, eyes locked on the pair on the couch. James turned his head and whispered in Carols ear, “I’m going to fuck your tight ass and bunnys going to get you ready. Slide down and get my cock hard.” Carol lifted her head and looked over her shoulder at the needy face behind her. She let out another laugh and shifted backward, slinking down off James lap to kneel before him.
“Bunny, pull down Carols panties and prepare her ass. I want it nice and clean and wet for my cock.” Bunny moved immediately to get behind the woman and gripped the silky waistband with her teeth. Pulling it down she could smell Carols already wet pussy. That just reinforced how worthy this woman was to please James. Using her hands to spread Carols lush ass cheeks she exposed the puckered anus and didn’t hesitate to push in with her tongue, penetrating deeply (she could hear Carols gasp) and then licking and teasing the tight sphincter. She licked and cleaned the outside and pushed spit into the puckered hole with repeated thrusts of her stiffened tongue, readying it for her masters magnificent cock. Her own asshole and cunt twitched with need, with desire to be the receptacle of her masters gift, but she knew that tonight she would not be filled.
James groaned as Carols talented tongue caressed his already hard cock. Unsurprisingly she had a talent for sex and she was using every trick she knew to please him. Putting his fingers under her chin he lifted it and said, “What do you want Carol?” Taking her cue she said “Fuck my ass James, fill it with your hot cum.” The words made bunny shiver with desire but she kept her face in Carols ass.
James lifted Carol from his cock and stood up. As she bent back down to rest her upper body on the couch she tilted her hips to raise her ass for it’s penetration. James nudged bunny aside with his leg and knelt behind Carol. Reaching out with his left hand he gripped bunnys short dark hair and put her cheek on top of Carols ass. He shoved his cock into her open mouth to lube it and then he placed it at Carols sphincter. With a steady push the head slipped into the tight hole, eliciting a squeal of pleasure/pain from Carol. “Spit on it!” he commanded, shifting bunnys head to help her comply. Bunnys drooling mouth slobbered spit onto the protruding shaft and James shoved it further in, then started stroking back and forth.
Building to a steady rhythm James stroked his hard cock in and out of Carols tight ass. Carol was moaning, fingers frantically rubbing her clit, stoking the excitement of this new man, this unique situation. Suddenly she felt fingers caress her pussy, two sliding into the soaking hole, slipping into her and insistently rubbing, pushing against her spot. The steady thrusting of James in her ass and the fingers of his wife/slave/whatever didn’t take long to push her over the edge and she squealed with an orgasm that tightened her sphincter and squeezed the cock that was impaling her. James grunted as she came, the extra pressure on his shaft pushing him over the edge and he slammed home once more, pushing jet after jet of cum deep in her ass.
Catching his breath he slid his cock out of Carol and placed it in bunnys mouth to be cleaned. A few strokes, a few sucks and he shifted over, leaning against the couch next to Carol to recover. “Clean up Carols ass bunny, get your treat before it all drips on the floor.” James watched bunny scramble to lay down under Carol and press her face up into the wet crotch, lapping frantically at the cum dripping down from Carols oozing ass and at Carols own wet pussy. The contact made Carols head jerk up with a moan. “Sooo…. Fucking… Intense…” she moaned. Turning to James she kissed him deeply as bunny sucked at her pussy.
Carol had caught her breath and pushed herself up to a sitting position, pressing her wet pussy and oozing asshole down onto bunnys face below her. Carols lush curves enveloped bunnys head and she struggled to find room to breath but didn’t slow her tongue. James leaned in and kissed Carol softly and deeply. “You’re mine now,” he sighed to her, “Let’s go upstairs and get cleaned up, ok?” Carol giggled a bit and said “So we can get all dirty again?” “Oh yes! I’ve got very dirty plans for you!” James lifted himself to his feet and took Carols hand who stood smoothly, stepping out of her still wet panties and stepping away from bunny who was gasping on the floor, face shiny with cum and pussy. As they started up the stairs to the master suite James said, over his shoulder, “bunny, help us in the bath.”
Carol and James entered the master suite, playfully touching and kissing, tugging at clothing and caressing exposed flesh. James helped her with her dress and she pushed James coat off his shoulders and started on the shirt buttons. Bunny came into the room and James ordered, “Start a hot bath for us bunny, then help us in the shower.” Clothes kept coming off and touches continued until naked, they entered the bathroom into a wave of steam. The large tub was filling and the shower was on and hot. Bunny stood in the shower naked, washcloth ready. Carol eyed her small, thin frame, the narrow, boyish hips, the nonexistent breasts. When James stepped under the shower bunny stepped in and started a gentle cleansing of his cock. Carol followed into his embrace and they stroked each other under the warm rain of water as bunny shifted her attention to Carol. Bunny gently caressed Carols tender pussy and ass, cleansing them of the remains of earlier passion. The close contact with their naked flesh emboldened her and she stroked her wet cunt with her other hand.
James stroked Carols lush curves, slowly relighting the fire of passion, but knowing there was plenty of time to take it to roaring heat again. “Go soak in the tub darling, I’ll be right behind you.” She turned with a smile and stepped to the tub as James turned to bunny. He placed his hand on her head and kept her from rising from her squatting position. She whimpered, knowing she’d been caught touching herself. James pushed her off balance and she landed on her back on the shower floor, eyes turned from him in shame. James planted his foot squarely on her cunt and pressed down. “Who gives you pleasure bunny?” he growled at her.
“I… I’m sorry! Sorry sir! ONLY YOU SIR!” she stammered, “I’m sorry… I was… I was too wet sir… I couldn’t help it sir!”
“Of course you’re wet you needy slut! But I haven’t granted you an orgasm in 63 days and it certainly won’t happen tonight either.” At those humiliating words Carols laugh rang out in the background. “Bring us our wine from downstairs. Attend to our clothes and turn down the bed appropriately for Carol and I. After you finish the rest of your evening tasks you may return to my room. Am. I. Clear?” James final words were delivered as a growl and were accompanied by more grinding pressure on bunnys cunt.
“Uhhhnnn!” bunny groaned at the added pressure on her always sensitive cunt. “Ye… Yes sir! Very clear sir!” James stepped away from her and turned to the enter the tub with Carol, ignoring bunny who picked herself up and quickly turned off the shower and retrieved a small towel from a low cubby. She dried herself rapidly and slipped back into the plain shift she’d worn previously. After retrieving the wine glasses and bottle and handing them to her Master and tonights Mistress she returned to the bedroom. She folded the comforter and blankets at the foot of the large bed and opened the sheets to welcome the couple who would soon share them. She arranged pillows and moved the subtly masculine decorative pillows to a side chair.
Moving to the clothes scattered on the floor she first straightened the Mistresses dress and placed it carefully on a padded hanger in the large walk-in closet. She collected the bra and stockings for washing, putting them with the panties she’d brought up earlier. In the closet far from Masters view she pressed the panties to her face, drawing in the rich, womanly scent of Mistress but she repressed the urge to touch herself again. Moving to her Masters clothing she hung the jacket and pants, inspecting them for needed cleaning first. The underwear and socks went to the wash and the shirt went to the dry cleaning bin. She paused in the bedroom, scanning it for any imperfection that would disappoint her Master, then picked up the wash basket and moved out of the room to finish the rest of her evening tasks.
James and Carol were lounging in the large tub, sipping wine and chatting. Legs touched and fingers caressed but this was a time to relax. Carol asked, “You told me Linda…” “Bunny when we’re at home,” James interrupted. “Bunny was submissive but I had no idea what you meant until I watched it. And this is her choice?”
“It is Carol, although of course it’s mine as well. But she does not behave as she does because I threaten her, or for reward or punishment. This is our relationship and we are each very fulfilled by it.” “So you’ll never divorce her?” “Why would I?” James answered. “I love her, and she loves me, and our life together is full and appreciated.” “But then why… me?” Carol asked, trying to understand this intriguing man.
“Bunny has always served others, and gets great satisfaction from that. Combined with her financial dependency on my success she became a part of me, an extension of my will more than someone with a will of her own. But don’t mistake that for weakness Carol. She is the strongest willed person I know. Maybe stronger than I am. Anyway, as my career progressed, as she saw my peers shedding their ‘starter wives’…” “Like her,” Carol said. “…and marrying…” “Women like me,” Carol interrupted again. “Just so. Also, she’s always known her body isn’t, well, womanly, and knew that I, that any man, appreciated that. I never would leave her, and she knows that, but she sees herself giving you to me as a kind of service to me. The humiliation that goes along with that, well, that’s another button that’s fun to push and you do it well.
“That’s all kind of beautiful James. And I respect you for your honesty about who you are. But where does that leave me? I can see I’ll never marry you. Am I a one-night stand for you, as pleasant as that would be? Do you think you would keep me on a string, calling me up when you need attention?”
These words were said teasingly but James was too wise a man not to understand the pride that lay behind them. “Well, that remains to be seen Carol. Like any relationship that will take time to understand. And of course your relationship with bunny matters as much as how you and I get along.” “My… relationship?” Carol asked. “What relationship would I have with her?” “When you are with me, you are her Mistress, Carol. She will serve you, and your will, as she serves me. But that comes with great caution and responsibilities. It is not a free card for humiliation and abuse. There have been those who have treated her that way. That treated me that way. They each paid a price for that failure and won’t ever be part of our lives again.” “Wait, you didn’t… you wouldn’t…” “Haha! Don’t be dramatic Carol. I mean they thought to break bunny and therebye break me, or own me. Instead they were the ones broken, and none want anything to do with us again. Don’t look at me like that! I’ll give you their names if you want, you’re welcome to check up on them. Two of the three are quite successful and have moved on with their lives. The third made a different choice for themselves and now lives rather as bunny does, but lets say with less love than we enjoy. To get back to your question – to where you fit into my life – that’s up to you. You could be my trophy in all but marriage, living here with us, Mistress of the house with all that means. Or we can have a fun fling and you can move on to marry some junior partner that’s feeling his midlife crisis hit.
“And children? What if I wanted a child?”
“I’d take full responsibilities for my part in that, including giving my name if that’s what you want. I have no other children and bunny couldn’t so they would have my inheritance as well.”
“Wait, bunny couldn’t? You mean, physically?”
“Carol, my upbringing… didn’t leave me well equipped to be a father. If we have children I’ll never be the kind of father who… you might want for your child. Bunny and I talked about it early in our relationship. She understood my feelings, my limitations. She had a voluntary hysterectomy.” “You… You made her…” “Of course I didn’t! The first I knew of it was when her doctor called me for my permission after she had scheduled the procedure! We talked more and SHE chose to proceed. For her. For us.”
There was silence for a bit. Carol sipped her wine. “Wow. I… didn’t realize our chat would get so… intense. I think they call this brutal honesty.” “I like to think it’s just honesty Carol. I’m not a player just trying to get in your pants, as fun as that has been!. I’m living my life as honestly and as fully as I can. And I honestly desire you, your touch, your attention.” He caressed her cheek. “Come to bed with me?” He rose from the water and stepped out of the tub. Grabbing a robe he held it out for Carol who rose as well and wrapped the soft fabric around herself. “I… I need a few minutes…” Carol said, waving her hand vaguely toward the sinks on the other side of the room. “Of course,” James replied and toweled himself off with the robe as he went back to the bedroom.
Carol sat down at the vanity area and started removing her makeup. Her mind was clearly racing and her actions reflected that – abrupt sometimes, with pauses as her eyes glazed over with internal thoughts. As she finished she knew her next step. She exited the bathroom and saw James on the bed reading. “Where can I find bunny?” she asked. “Likely down the hall in the laundry. Last door on your left.” Carol exited the bedroom and passed two guest rooms before pushing open the partially cracked door on the left. Bunny was at the sink, hand washing. She turned and greeted her curiously. “Mistress?” “Bunny, can I… can we talk?” Bunny laughed lightly. “So you had the talk already? Of course, I’m yours to command Mistress, but may I continue my washing?” “Oh, yes, I mean, of course, do what you need to do. I… Tell me about you and James.”
“Master and I started dating our senior year of college. We had met before, but it wasn’t until we shared a class and he tutored me that we spent time together. He was such an intense man! I still tingle when I remember when he first asked me for a real date instead of the study sessions we’d been sharing. Even then I knew he would be successful but I loved him for who he was, not what he would become.” “Did you… start this way with him?” “You mean, serving him? Goodness no! Well, of course I wanted to do things for him, anyone would, but how we are now? No, that took years.” “And you… want to… do this? All of this?” “Dear Mistress, I do this and more gladly, willingly, by my choice. It brings me so much fulfillment to be part of his life, his will. I would do anything for Master.” “And tell me… about your… about children?” Another laugh, a bit darker came from bunnys lips. “You went all the way there, did you?” The rinsing was finished and bunny turned across the room to place Carols underthings and some other items onto the drying rack. As she worked, bunny began. “Master is a hard man Mistress. You have seen a bit of that, and he is harder on himself than anyone else. That came from his father, and he doesn’t know any other way to be. Don’t misunderstand – his father didn’t abuse him, he isn’t damaged, but the compassion and giving that make a good father isn’t in him. What he has is an iron will and a towering ego. I made the choice – the right choice for me – to be part of that will, to be an extension of him. But having a child is… something else. And that was never going to be part of who we are.”
“And if I…” “Had his child? I would welcome it and be a loving and devoted caretaker along with you, the mother. But don’t expect him to be other than what he is. He can be, will be loving to those he cares for but never doubt that his will rules. It rules me, it will rule you, and in some ways will rule his child.
“You’ve… given me alot to think about. Thank you bunny. One other thing… You call me Mistress. That means… you have to obey me?” Bunny laughed again. “I don’t have to Mistress, but I choose to because he asks it of me. I will obey you when it doesn’t conflict with what Master wants. His choices, his will, always come first.”
Carol stood still for a moment in thought. Then stepped forward and wrapped bunny in a hug. After a moment bunny hugged her back. “Thank you for sharing with me bunny. You’ve given me alot to think about.” “May I give you a bit of advice for tonight?” Carol nodded. “Go back to him. Put your thoughts and the future aside for the moment, put all this aside. Go back to him and give yourself to him fully, openly, with passion. Be the gift I give to him, that he deserves. The future and all it’s choices will be there tomorrow. For tonight, be with him.”
As Carol stepped back into the bedroom she put some slink into her step and let the bathrobe fall off her shoulders onto the floor. “Done talking?” James asked as he put aside his book. “Less talk, more action!” teased Carol back. She climbed onto the bed and pulled the sheet down off James waist to expose his soft cock. Without a word she lay down and started kissing and licking his cock, getting an immediate twitch in response. Taking the soft member in her mouth she suckled gently, swirling her toungue to wake up the sleeping beast. She pressed her lips down firmly to the base and held there, using her sucking and her tongue to massage the shaft to life. It swelled steadily, pulsing with the steady beat of James heart as the blood rushed to fill it’s length. Her mouth watering, the growing head advanced along her tongue and pushed at the entrance to her throat but she was in control of her reflex and let the shaft grow to firmness all without moving. As she felt it’s growth finish and the shaft became rigidly firm she lifted up until only her lips touched the swollen head, then plunged back down it’s length. Drawing her knees under her and gripping James ass tightly she throated his shaft over and over, drool spilling from her lips as she engulfed his cock. James was squirming and moaning, his hand brushing her hair, stroking her cheek, until she lifted off his cock and sat back, gasping slightly from the effort. Wiping her mouth with the back of one hand she shifted forward over his hips and aimed the rigid, wet shaft of his cock at her pussy and slid onto it with a gasp of pleasure as it parted her opening and slid in to the hilt. Still not saying a word she put her hands on his firm chest and started rocking her hips, sliding up and down the shaft and grinding her mound against his pubic bone. Her movements grew wilder, more frantic as the pressure in her mounted until suddenly she froze, hunched over, legs quivering, pussy clenching as her orgasm took her. Still quivering, her clenched muscles eased and she looked up at James who was watching her with pleasure and amusement. “That was for me, James,” she said, “Now, what do you want?”
James said nothing but bent his left leg, grasped Carols hips, and rolled both of them over so he was above her, cock still buried in her pussy. Pushing her legs up he braced himself on them and started stroking his shaft in and out of her soaking wet crotch, slapping his hips down as he drove the veiny length of his cock thru her gushing tunnel. Carols fingers went to her clit, starting to rub it but James slapped them away and placed his left hand on her belly and started stroking her clit firmly with his thumb. Carol noticed the plain gold wedding band on his ring finger and for some reason just seeing it, seeing that confirmation that he was a taken man ignited her again and she spasmed into another orgasm. James rode her bucking hips thru that orgasm and continued to plow his cock in her wet pussy. He could feel the orgasm building in his balls and increased the rate of thrusting, not easing his pressure on Carols clit as she started riding from one orgasm to the next, too overwhelmed to even thrash under him. Suddenly James slammed home and held there, straining, and Carol felt the first jet of hot cum expand into her womb, throwing her into another orgasm. James stroked a few more times and then pulled out, rubbing his cock over her wet pussy as a few more pulses of cum flowed from the tip.
“Bunny, cleanup your mistress. I don’t want a wet spot on the bed.” Carol started and lifted her head as bunny silently slipped onto the bed and after a quick slurp of James cock to clean it, buried her face in Carols wet pussy, scooping up the cum that flowed out and massaging her mound to encourage the spasms that pushed it out. Carol dropped her head back and moaned with appreciation and pleasure. James moved up and kissed her deeply, stroking her prone body. As the flow of cum eased bunny shifted to Carols clit and worked it skillfully with her tongue as she slipped two slim fingers into the hole to touch at her gspot. Carol rolled her head on the mattress, moaning at the attention. James reached down and stroked his cock, entertained by the sight of a woman in such pleasure. His cock responded and stiffened again and he reached over and pulled Carol over onto her stomach, breaking her contact with bunnys lips and fingers. Carol looked back and raised herself onto her knees, leaving her face and chest down on the bed. James slid his cock back into the wet tunnel of her pussy and started fucking again, almost like he hadn’t just had a massive orgasm. Bunny moved behind James and stroked his shoulders, and skin, reached under his moving ass and fondled his balls, tweaked his nipples, anything to please and tease his exposed skin.
Unlike his earlier relentless pounding, now he was moving at a relaxed pace, clearly enjoying the silky smoothness of a well fucked pussy wrapped around his already pleased cock. With barely a pause he pulled out, then slid into Carols ass pucker and shifted his attention there. Carol moaned at the shift but took it in stride. Her fingers went to her clit but found that bunny had slid under her and was about to start licking her again, pushing her fingers back into the vacated pussy. James continued his slow, steady strokes for a time, then slipped out. Sensing the movement bunny stretched her neck up and took his shaft into her mouth, sucking and swabbing at the shaft before he withdrew it and went back to Carols pussy. “Oooohhhh, fuck me James!” Carol moaned, turning it into a chant. “Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me uuuhhnnngnggg.” This last moan was from James shoving two fingers into her ass and gaping the hole at the same time bunnys tongue returned to her clit. Despite two earlier orgasms James was approaching his climax and he said “Carol, I’m coming on your face.”
Carol scrambled to move, spinning around and laying down, opening her mouth for the hard cock. James slid it in, fucking her mouth like it was her pussy or ass for a few strokes, then pulling back out to spray his load over her face. Her greedy tongue writhed to catch some drops and she laughed as dollops landed in her eye. James finished and relaxed back onto his pillows and quicker than thought bunny was there, lapping the few drops from James cock, then turning to Carol to kiss and lick her face, sharing her masters cum with her Mistress.
Slowly the passion eased and Carol shifted to snuggle against James on the bed. Bunny straightened the sheets and was turning away when James said “bunny, I’d like you to do tonights edging up on the bed tonight. I want Carol to see you at your best.” Bunny nodded and went to what looked like a dog bed in the corner near the closet door and picked up a small vibrator from a basket there. Coming back to the bed she laid back against the folded blankets at the foot and turned on the vibrator, it’s soft hum loud in the quiet room. Bunny stroked it against her wet pussy and started caressing her obviously swollen clit, shivering as it touched her aroused sex. Carol looked at James. “Nightly?” “Three times a day, actually. Plus other tasks as ordered.”
Bunnys movements had become more frantic and the slim shaft slipped deep into her wet cunt before returning to tease the clit. With a moan she moved the vibe away for a moment, then back again, then back to her hole. The motion and pattern continued for minutes with bunny obviously on the edge of orgasm the whole time. Carol couldn’t take her eyes away from the sight but James got up to use the toilet. He returned to see Carol gently caressing her well used pussy and bunny looking like a sweaty mess. “Well done bunny.” With a shuddering sigh bunny turned off the vibrator and shakily got off the bed. She stepped into a second small bathroom that Carol hadn’t noticed previously. James pulled the rumpled sheet back up and unfolded the blanket to go on top of it then laid down in bed close to Carol who asked “And she won’t go finish privately?” “God no!” James answered. “Bunny would never betray me that way!” Carol nodded, understanding immediately.
With a few more cuddles and some pillow talk the two exhausted people went to sleep. Bunny quietly exited the bathroom in the dark and curled up on her pallet, pulling a blanket over her as she settled in for a weekend with Master and Mistress.
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