Amy and I had been friends for months. We did the sorts of things that friends do, like hanging out listening to music and drinking tea, cooking dinner, watching movies and talking about everything under the sun. I edited her online profile, and she introduced me to interesting people. She hired me to work with her when she landed a landscaping and renovation job, which I enjoyed and appreciated. When she was injured I went to the hospital with her, and then I assisted with a major shopping expedition when she bravely fulfilled her commitment to cook for a large dinner party. We help each other, which is what good friends do. We often hug when we meet and sometimes there is a goodbye kiss, but generally we have been happy maintaining our boundaries.

Underneath our easy companionship, however, lies a subtle tension. We first met on Bondage.com and are thoroughly kinky, a pair of switches who would, if we were absolutely forced to choose, both lean towards the bottom si...

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