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u?" retorted. I hadn't
even remotely considered the possibility. saw the expression on my face.
"There, you see? Is not problem until you are asked same thing. Now you
know how I feel," said, eyes brown, but blazing nonetheless.
I capitulated and tried to make amends. "You're right. I'm sorry. If
you don't want me to see them again, I won't. You are my wife, and I love
you. I'd hate to do anything that would destroy our relationship." My tone
was pleading, conciliatory.
Victoria was noticeably colder to me the rest of the night. I left our
bed as lay unresponsive to my touch. I wound up spending the night on
the futon, contemplating the utility of my revenge. It was incomplete, and
it had pissed my wife off. I didn't sleep at all that night.
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Usual disclaimers apply; this story has Disney characters engaging in
S&M and sex, hit 'n' now if you can't take the idea, you can copy this if
your recipients can, hallelujah, chunky peanut butter.
It had been one week since Ariel had been introduced to the role Eric
wanted 's to play, below, in the dungeon below the royal bedroom. And she
had waited eagerly. Eric had not inclined or willing to take 's there a
second time. had insisted on wearing 's collar for long periods of time,
even walk
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