<div class="floatleft">(http://www.magxone.com/uploads/2009/05/scarlett-johansson-ok-magazine-germany-march-2.jpg)</div><br/>It was a powerful experience for Kate. She had time to dwell on the way she was feeling. It was not something she was used to feeling, that was certain. It was a sexual feeling, an excitement as she knelt before Phillup and presented his coffee to him. It was also sweet to see he was nervous too, his grin and the initial stammer making her giggle. A strange sound from Kate.<br/><br/>She only giggled again as he spoke, specifically about getting even with Simon. Kate was feeling it was now a tougher rule to follow even for herself but she was also encouraged. This "game" was inspiring things in her mind and body. There was a flash of heat as he referred to her saying<em>my pet</em>. The surge of excitement growing as Phillup seemed to revel in his new control of her.<br/><br/>With a neat curtsy, Kate almost giggled again as she murmured "Yes Master." and went about her chores. She was very aware of the way her husband’s eyes followed her. Kate began to realize, her choice of under-things might always be a bit more on the sexy side than she realized. She’d always preferred lace and silk, spending extra for higher end items. She also had always preferred stockings and a garter belt to panty-hose. She was much more aware of all of this as she went about cleaning the house after the little lunch.<br/><br/>Everytime she passed near to Phillup as she cleaned, Kate found herself wondering… maybe even wishing… for him to rise up and use his slave. She found herself aroused by the image. His slim but athletic body, rising and walking calmly to her without saying a word. He would bend her forward over the chair again and maybe even spank her more, for fun this time, maybe even harder. Kate gasped softly at herself for such a thought that was so out of place in her mind. The fantasy continued with him not even bothering to remove her panties, merely pushing them aside as he plunged into her. She could even hear his voice in her ear, low, passionate and calling her his slave, his toy even his slut. Kate made a soft noise and felt her cheeks flushing as she hurried a little out of the room and into the kitchen again to stifle the blush and giggles that wanted to come out.<br/><br/>Simon had said they were to fantasize at least three times. This was certainly becoming a frequent one already. Vaguely she wondered what more Phillup wanted to do. She wasn’t entirely certain of what more there was.<br/><br/>The chores complete, Kate spent some time choosing outfits to lay out, would Phillup be deciding what she wore often, she wondered. Kate chose a classic 'little black dress', a small skirt that was a little shorter than the one she'd been wearing today and a coordinating blouse and a short pleated skirt that was about as long as the one today but wide with again a coordinating blouse. She left them neatly on their bed and returned to Phillup, a small smile still played around her lips as she knelt down where he'd indicated and tucked some of her fair wavy hair behind her ear.<br/><br/>"Do you know something about this ... um game already?" She asked softly looking up at him curiously.