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Sisterhood of Sin -- 17 -- Retaliation Station

Date: 10/30/2017, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: LastWife, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

up. I don't think tonight is a good time to discuss that, but let's try having a conversation about our future tomorrow night. I want to hear your long term plans for this sisterhood, including your exit strategy for when our kids have left the nest. I don't want us under their thumb for longer than we have to be." Exit strategy? Shit! That's the last thing on my mind. I don't understand why he feels we are under their thumb. "I think a good heart-to-heart might be a good idea. I look forward to that." He smiles. "I couldn't enjoy watching the movie without you. You were too damned distracting." I take a lesson that I learned from Chelsea. "Thank you, Sir. I'll take that as a compliment." "I've set it back to start over. I could use a drink. How about you?" I know that I don't have to continue being submissive. The bonds are off and I can refuse. I can throw a hissy fit about the way he treated me, but I got what I really wanted, some serious insight into his dark side, plus an unexpected bonus, a commitment to ... have a real heart-to-heart about where we're heading. "I'll get right on that, Sir." "No need. I've poured them already. I'll meet you at the couch." I love his presumption. We're both dealing with weird post-kinky-sex emotional effects and he's retaining control of my time for the next few hours. It's not movie night, but it seems like a good idea to wipe the cum off my legs, get undressed, expel the egg, pull on a bathrobe, join him on the couch, and postpone thinking about my exit strategy. We kiss and sip and watch the movie, and we really enjoy it. I lie awake that night, thinking about the men who've had bad reactions to the sisterhood. Claire's husband, Mick, and William Fuscia are the extremes, but now even Dan, whom I've tried to make very happy within the re-nup, wants out. I've done something to convince him that we are not as benevolent as I perceive us, and I don't know what that something is. I love him, and it scares me that I might have to set him free from the sisterhood's control, and from mine.