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Jack and Sabrina: Part One
Sabrina and Jack had been married for about six years. Sabrina had been twenty one when they married: Jack was several years older. She had been a very pretty young girl – a cheerleader in the small high school in metropolitan Louisville where she had lived with her parents. Her sophomore year at the University of Kentucky, she had met jack who was a graduate teaching assistant there. In short they met, dated, fell in love and were married the day after Sabrina graduated. She got a job as a marketing assistant in a local firm while Jack worked on his Ph.D. in French literature of the1950’s.
In order to complete his dissertation, Jack took another position as a lecturer in English language at one of the universities in Paris. While doing research for his dissertation, Jack discovered a mid-twentieth century novel written by Pauline Reage, “Story of O.” Jack soon became obsessed with it. Meanwhile Sabrina got a job marketing, of all things, American pastries. While she wasn’t overly successful in changing French cuisine, she did sample too many of the pastries she was trying o market and put on some weight. Not too much, but enough that Jack noticed.
Then one day after his English language class, Jack met with one of his students. The student noticed a copy of Ms. Reage’s novel in Jack’s book bag and asked Jack what he thought of the novel. Jack replied that he found it very erotic but somewhat unbelievable that a place like Chateau Roissy and the Society of Roissy might exist. The student then casually mentioned that not only did it exist, but his uncle Gaspar was a member of the Society. Or as he said, “A Master, actually. Its existence is well known in certain circles but kept secret from the public at large.”
Jack was intrigued and invite the young student to dinner at his and Sabrina’s flat on the Left bank. The student, whose name was Gabriel Valmont-Waingro, was quite intrigued with Sabrina, although Jack made critical comments about her putting on weight. While she awas out of the room, he said to jack, “Would you like for your wife to lose some weight and give you a chance to learn more about the Roissy Society?”
And so it began.
Nipplesunited
Have you ever asked yourself, why must I hurt her all over before I can give her any thing sexual. I have and I still don’t know the answer. What is so bad of me, is that I am still hurting my ladies and still trying to get the answer. But it seems I almost feel like I’m about to get the answer and then I cum. Damn, with the lack of control. What would be really bad is, I have only one subject to get the answer from and I keep coming up short. So we have to keep her tied up till we recharge and try again.
Patiently waiting for You to come home x