ahhh another 3 am  

funinthearticsun 43M/41F
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6/13/2005 1:15 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

ahhh another 3 am


Once again it is done. She is laying on the bed face down surrounded by the rope that lays across her chest. As she struggles it tightens, she has done it good this time, mastering the technique I am her model so to speak. A willing participant for her to practice. She has violated my every dignity only to be brought back to reality again. The cold rushes across my body as she opens the window to smoke her cigarette. I hope that she doesn't get any ideas like the last time. But if she does I will just sit here and take what she gives me. I am her willing participant, her protege. She is showing me the dark side of erotic adventures, taboos, things that I could never tell just anyone. No no one must every find out that I come here. No one must ever figure out why at times I smile when the pain comes. I watch her blow the smoke between her lips, gently caressing her hair before it disapates into the air. I wish that it were my hand that was stroking her face but I can't move. My hands are going numb when finally she decides that I have had enough today her cigarette falls to the floor she crushes it with her heel. She moves through the room almost gracefully as she loosens my bindings. Kissing each rub mark with her tongue as she slides across my lap to give me the real release that she has promised me.
Why do I let her do this? Because she is my master and I am her play toy.

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