 I start to ay become very relaxed and all my previous apprehensions melt away. I watch my mind papi meander through a myriad of thoughts as if I'm watching from some other place outside myself, and in join my mind I see papi my self leaving my papi bedroom and going to my husband's that papi very morning. After to many fights over money and his papi unreasonable need papi for sex papi all the god issue dame papi time. I had been raised a good Catholic and knew that sex was part of my papi wifely duties but It had gotten to papi the point that papi I couldn't get into bed without him all over me. And ay issue papi not only that, but papi he always wanted to try something sick join that he had just found on papi one of those weird internet papi sites he is always join surfing. It had papi finally blown up into an unworkable situation. Forcing me to make him move all his stuff into the spare room. But papi even that had not papi stopped him. Over the last few weeks he papi had papi begun leaving little presents outside my bedroom door papi. At papi first they were little things like a rose papi or chocolates papi. But then came papi the sexy lingerie like push up bras papi, Crotchless knickers and suspender belts not to papi mention papi the papi sex toys. All I had returned some with more papi force than I had ay issue papi intended. But this morning he papi had just gone to far papi.
 I watched myself drive to the papi address on papi the back papi of the card. An address in a part of town I papi would never have gone papi near given a choice and papi found my destination above of all things, an adult sex shop papi. After spending ay issue papi over an hour arguing with papi some brainless big-breasted blond bimbo and getting angrier by the minute, I finally got to see the manager. She had been nice enough but papi had told me that she could not ay issue papi help me as it join was ay issue papi not the policy papi of the company not to give refunds unless the customer was not satisfied with the papi services. I'd thought it was stupid that the only way to get back the papi money for the make papi over I didn't want was to get the make over and felt like telling them just that as they led me to the flotation tank. But what would be the point they were probability papi to dumb to see the contradiction. But strangely papi enough now papi that I am ay here I no longer feel that anger.
 I am papi floating on papi warm, dark papi water. Hearing nothing but papi the slow, steady beating of my own heart and the sound of my own breathing which join is slowly getting deeper and deeper taking me with it. I begin to relax, I papi find the restless chatter that normally ay fills my papi mind first begin to slow, then stop. Luxuriating in the release from the normal gravity I take for granted, I find every tiny muscle in my body letting go. The stresses and strains of daily life being left behind, the thoughts of papi love of hate of happiness and sadness become unimportant, I become calmer join and calmer, more and more relaxed all the papi boundaries that I thought were so important seem to melt away ay issue papi, I feel all that I am dissolving, my mind my soul my very papi will becoming one with the warm, dark, soothing and sensual water. Inside ay issue papi and out papi I become papi one with the darkness and the papi warmth as papi I drift lazily through infinite space papi. Completely safe from all thoughts join, absolutely free from all emotion save the peace of papi the papi nothingness that surrounds papi me.
 I know I should be concerned with papi being suddenly so submissive to this woman's every suggestion. She leads papi me naked to ay issue papi the next room issue and to the massage table, but I am far too mellow to think about it or to really care. I know I should object to papi the ay feel papi of this woman papi's touch. To any woman's touching me so intimately as She walked behind me guiding me with her soft warm hands resting gently join on my exposed naked hips. But some how I cannot bring my self to stop her. Nor do I join feel a need to object as she lets her hands drop further down Her hands cupping my ass. I know I should papi feel angry as she gives it a squeeze as she helps me ay to mount the table but as she tells ay issue papi me to relax the anger join seems to melt away. And I am once papi again nothing papi but part of the endless darkness peace papi as I lay there papi on my back ay, fully exposed for her sight papi. She tells ay issue papi me not to give it a thought, and just leave everything to her. .
 I knew at that moment what I had become papi. And I was happy papi. For I am ay issue papi his toy his whore papi, his slut, His bitch and as papi the name on papi the papi tag says his slave. And I know that from papi this day on I will want nothing more than to do papi what ever he papi asked of join me. That I ay will happily be forever... THE WOMAN OF HIS DREAMS papi
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