I’m at the end of my four poster bed, wearing only white panties, a blindfold, cuffs on my wrists and ankles and a collar around my throat. Bent over the end of the bed with my ass in the air, ankles chained to the legs of the bed, spread wide. My wrists cuffed together and held by a chain attached to my headboard.
I hear the familiar click of a camera beginning to take a video.
It begins with your hands on my body, getting me used to your touch. “You WILL learn your place little one.” you say gently but firmly. “I expect you to take this. You may cry all you want, you may scream if you wish to, and of course you have your safe word as always, but I do expect you to take this if you can. Now then, let’s begin.” Then suddenly, your hands leave me.
What happens next?
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I’d read poetry to you all night.