I know, I know. The second part has been a long time coming. I’m sorry.
Go check out part one, if you want.
So… we left off with me in a fancy hotel bedroom with my boss’s boss. I was sitting in the middle of the bed, on my knees like a good little girl, waiting for Chris to come have his way with me.
He was rummaging through his suitcase, while I started taking my dress and bra off. He pulled out handcuffs and a blindfold, threw them on to the bed in front of me, and told me to put them on.
Usually I would never oblige. I’m always worried someone might record me without my knowledge but the fact that he had a lot more to lose made me feel safe.
I picked up the handcuffs and that’s when I noticed the bar. The cuffs had a bar built in to them which I learned quickly could be pulled apart to force your arms and legs to be spread. He put the first one on my ankle, grabbed me by my hip and flipped me on my stomach.
“On your knees. Doggy style.” He said.