The weather that Saturday night was wet and very windy. I struggled to hold the car in a straight line on the road as I sped over the moor. The lights of the city suddenly blazed into view and the road dipped into the valley. With the decline in the road I also started to come down from the high emotional pitch of feelings that Kerri’s few words had induced in me. As I joined the city ring road I felt about as calm as I could possibly hope for and I just about felt able to drive with just one hand on the wheel for the first time since leaving her house. Twenty minutes later I was in through the front door of my flat and starting to gulp back a Glenfiddich whisky. I poured another and sat down on my couch in the lounge, not even bothering to take my coat off. I finished my second but I felt no clearer in the emotions that were flowing like a current through my body and clouding my brain.

I put the bottle of whisky back in the cupboard and paced through the flat. I took my co...

Our complete library is reserved for full members. To read the rest of this great bondage story, upgrade.

However, all users can read today's featured story.