“No woman, it is said, knows truly what she is until she has worn the collar.” ~ John Norman, Raiders of Gor
Laying in bed…helpless…not able to move, nor see….it seems like hours have passed, but in reality in has only been minutes….your heart is racing…your anticipation building…what am I going to do to you…what delicious pleasures will I bring to your body…
You suddenly hear the door to the room open…and a single set of foot steps walk towards you…”Sir?…” you ask….”Shhhh….little one….don’t say a word…”
You remain silent…I can see you start to squirm on the bed…your mind racing with thoughts of what is going to happen next…you hear me undo my belt and then unzip my zipper…you hear me step out of my pants and place them on the chair next to the bed…
You feel the excitement begin to build in your body…your nipples hardening and moisture begin to form between your folds…you close your legs in embarrassment…”No little one…open your legs for me and bring your knees up…I want to see how wet you are….don’t hide your excitement from me…” Your face begins to feel flushed…you are embarrassed that I noticed your excitement of being helpless on the bed…you let out a gasp when you feel the soft touch on my hand on your right ankle….you feel it move slowly up your leg….you whimper as my hand inches closer and closer to your core….
Nice…maybe I’ll connect your wrist wraps to your ankle wraps and lay you on the bed…would be hot on your back or front…pussy wide and available for fun!!!
~Derrick
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