Happy Wife Reflections

 

Mrs Stephanie Symonds says:

It was my Sister Lauren who said to me that the first time I could feel a Black Master's cock enter me, then all sense of decorum and good manners would be forgotten in that wonderful and powerful moment. She told me this because, as we had grown up together it had been me who had been the prudish one, and her the extrovert.

Lauren had married Joshua and, with his encouragement, had become a Daughter of the White Mistress Order three days after their honeymoon. By the time I had walked down the aisle to marry Kevin, Lauren was a favourite bed partner to almost twenty different Black Masters who called for her services regularly. She was busy pleasuring such men for four nights every week, so knew a thing or two about Black Masters' mating equipment.

Kevin took some convincing to accept that I wanted to progress my devotion to the Natural Order and follow in my Sister's footsteps, but was less worried when I told him that I wanted to join the WMO. He said that it was a small price to pay for my happiness.

I remember the first time that I lay back and opened my legs for my first Master. Until that moment, all I had known was Kevin's little 'cotton reel' sized willy, but the very moment that the hard dark rod of my new Lover entered me I knew Lauren's words were so very, very, true.

The following morning, after my new Master had left, I told Kevin that I had a present for him. As I snapped the lock closed and took the key from his little cage, he said ...

... "Oh f*ck!"

"You must have learnt that word from me," I said.