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I didn’t know I was into bondage. But my first experience I think was enough to convert any girl. We had been flirting for weeks and he had finally asked me out on a date. As dates go it was average and unmemorable -- I think we went to a cheesy movie and dinner. Afterwards he took me back to his place. Being the first date I thought it was a bit early for this but, hey, a few weeks of flirting had to count for something, right? I was offered a chair in the front room. This would not have been unusual except for the fact that it was a dinette chair positioned in the middle of the room. I took off my coat and had a seat, and while waiting for him to make me a drink I looked around and considered moving to the more comfortable love seat (much more convenient for making out). It was just a passing thought and I stayed put. He came back from the kitchen with my drink and a paper sack and asked me, “can we try an experiment? Before you answer I want to let you know that we can stop a...
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