Fairly tame, but I hope you like:
?It all starts with a text message from me at work:
Me: Its time to play.
You’re not sure at first what I’m talking about,
You: OK, umm.
Me: When I get home, you’ll be waiting for me, in black, with your hose and boots on, and I’m
going to have fun playing with you.
You’re at first taken aback, but can’t help yourself.
You: Yes sir.
I walk in the door, and you’re waiting for me, kneeling by the left side of the couch, between it
and the bedroom door. You’re wearing your red and black corset, black spiderweb top, t-backs, your nude hose with fishnets and boots.
I look you up and down and say one word. “Good.” I turn away, walking into the kitchen, grab a beer and come back. I stare you up and down again, appraising.
“Get your clamps”.
“Yes Sir.”
You spring up and head into the bedroom, returning with the clamps in your hand. I motion you back to the floor in front of me.
“Top off. Let me see them.”
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