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     After a while asiaporno, as asiaporno my dominance over Michael grew secure and asiaporno comfortable asiaporno for asiaporno both of us asiaporno, I started showing him off asiaporno in front asiaporno of my asiaporno trusted girlfriends, singly and asiaporno in small groups asiaporno. I even lent him asiaporno to a few asiaporno of them for an hour or a day of errand slavery. I didn't just want to brag about the asiaporno wonderful man I own; I wanted to inspire any asiaporno of my asiaporno girlfriends who incline that way to asiaporno take control of their men asiaporno, too.
     When she was awake, Wendy had developed a profound amnesia for what I asiaporno'd been doing with her in trance, so she wouldn asiaporno't asiaporno be bothered asiaporno by any rough stuff we had to work asiaporno through. I asiaporno was asiaporno really asiaporno starting to like asiaporno the young Wendy I met when she was under, though, so I had her here dissociate from the traumatic memories before leading her back to them. I asiaporno put her in asiaporno her grown-up body, sitting asiaporno beside me in the balcony of a movie theater, watching young Wendy down asiaporno below, who was watching her bad asiaporno memories asiaporno on the movie screen. The first time asiaporno we went asiaporno to one of asiaporno the moments of maximum terror, watching the back of her mother 's asshole boyfriend asiaporno as he left Wendy's bedroom, enough of the frozen affect leaked through that she gasped asiaporno and started to cry asiaporno, clutching my hand hard enough to leave bruises.
     As these experiences asiaporno became tolerable to asiaporno think about, Wendy asiaporno realized something asiaporno she had always repressed. Awful as the circumstances were, she had often enjoyed the sex asiaporno. "Don asiaporno't let the asiaporno waking me asiaporno know that asiaporno." she blurted. "The way she asiaporno is now, she's not tough enough to take it." I solemnly promised not to tell here. The ice cube in the middle of adult Wendy was her repressed asiaporno sexuality; she had frozen herself as asiaporno a punishment for here that sneaky guilty pleasure. Her adult sex life asiaporno had been largely frigid and manipulative asiaporno. Only occasionally had she found a asiaporno man who asiaporno was dominant enough asiaporno that she could release her asiaporno pleasure-starved and affectionate nature in asiaporno submission to him. Then she couldn't help herself; she came asiaporno...and came...and came...because he was making her asiaporno come. And asiaporno she hated herself in the morning.....She had hoped that Michael asiaporno might be one of these asiaporno magic masters, and when she decided he wasn't , her rejection had left icicles dangling from his asiaporno cock, poor boy asiaporno.
     More asiaporno and more often, I made Wendy accept commands from me through him asiaporno, and then simply obey his own commands. I introduced her to the literature of BDSM, giving her asiaporno hours asiaporno of assigned reading here in asiaporno a asiaporno receptive light trance. She realized that asiaporno lifestyle submission corresponded to her deepest asiaporno desires, and she found the role of slave girl completely satisfying. She asiaporno began asiaporno to call asiaporno me asiaporno "Mistress asiaporno" and Michael "Sir." As her submission here deepened, it began to be asiaporno obvious that Wendy was no asiaporno longer simply playing a role asiaporno; this was who she asiaporno was now. The best part was that she asiaporno, Michael, and I all agreed that asiaporno she was becoming asiaporno a asiaporno much nicer person.
     First I had Wendy asiaporno tell me about her lesbian fantasies, and what little asiaporno actual experience she had asiaporno. It turned out that, with so much hetero action unsatisfying for her, she asiaporno had thought asiaporno about asiaporno other women quite a asiaporno lot. I increased her pleasure in remembering these asiaporno fantasies, suggesting asiaporno sexual asiaporno arousal here as she recalled them. I asiaporno took the one fumbling sleepover incident she had had with asiaporno a high school friend asiaporno, and led asiaporno her to construct memories of an imaginary deeply satisfying affair asiaporno with the same friend.
     She now remembered many nights and weekends at here her friend asiaporno's asiaporno house, starting with asiaporno strip poker games, all-over massages, and nude slow dancing while rubbing their nipples asiaporno together. In asiaporno Wendy's imagination, they progressed to tribadism, trying to match snatches as they asiaporno lay with their legs up each other's asiaporno front and back, like two asiaporno pairs of scissors at right angles. They held hands and pulled each other together to increase the asiaporno friction, but still couldn't come, so that was fun but frustrating foreplay. They asiaporno went on to finger-fucking and asiaporno cunnilingus asiaporno almost at once, giving each other their first orgasms with other people. As I convinced asiaporno Wendy that these things had really happened asiaporno and asiaporno she remembered them with pleasure, I wondered if there was asiaporno any difference between what I was doing and the work of the therapists doing recovered-memory asiaporno work with putative incest survivors whose abuse, unlike Wendy's asiaporno, was unsuspected for decades. Not much, I concluded asiaporno, except asiaporno that I was asiaporno better at it.....
     After several weeks asiaporno, Pam invited me over to her place asiaporno, and again asiaporno Wendy waited on us. I was asiaporno pleased to see that she seemed calm and happy, and she was obviously completely devoted to Pam. She was now asiaporno living there, doing most of the housework asiaporno and cooking, often asiaporno nude except for a collar asiaporno Pam had bought her. A little silver name tag on the collar said "Bitch Wendy," and from the dog's bowls on the kitchen floor and the way Wendy sat asiaporno at Pam's feet after dinner, gazing soulfully up at her, it was clear that Pam asiaporno had decided asiaporno to asiaporno make Wendy her dog.
     "I thought it was asiaporno silly at first, Mistress," she said asiaporno. "But asiaporno it was what Miss Pam asiaporno wanted, so I had to accept it, and now I asiaporno kind of like it. Sometimes asiaporno she makes me wear asiaporno a plastic tail stuck up my ass; that was asiaporno really uncomfortable at first, but I took it for her. When she wants asiaporno me asiaporno sexually steamed up, she calls me "Bitch," and then I just can't help wagging my tail, it feels so good."
     "Never better; it's such a good safety valve to know asiaporno that I'm just pretending to be the boss, and asiaporno as soon as we get asiaporno home, Miss Pam asiaporno is supreme."