This evening I was walking around the house naked (besides, the weather here has been extremely warm). V looked down at my penis and said “You’d better keep My cock hard because you never know, one of these days I might actually use it.”
She’s gone back to calling me her pet, her slave, her servant so her anger with me is certainly thawing.
V has now taken control of my Range Rover. It’s been my pride and joy. She says she owns it now and that I have to ask permission to drive it.
In one sense this is a real turn-on; willingly handing over one of my most prized possessions. On the other hand I know how much I’ll miss it. Se la vie. At least V has given me access to her Mazda.