| ... as ordered, blindfolded and kneeling in a circle of candles... wearing only a black lace corset and black garter hose with black heels. Black leather restraints are attached to my wrists and ankles and a matching collar is around my neck. Between my spread legs dangle the colored beads that bring attention to the clit clamp that has been in place for 2 hours. Already at a high level of arousal, I feel my heartbeat pounding in my ears, almost drowning out the soft sounds of Enigma on the CD player. Promptly at 7:00, I hear movement upstairs. He is here. I have not seen him but we have talked many times on the phone and in emails. I know our passions run along the same lines of Dominance and submission. Tonight I belong to him. He follows the directions on the floor plan I left taped to the front door and I hear him coming down the stairs. He enters the room and circles me... but he doesn’t touch me. The first contact is his hand in my hair… pushing me for...
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