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I thought we were just going to have vanilla sex.

Yes, I’d told him I enjoyed being tied up…

But bondage was normally something I only did with people I trusted deeply.

As soon as he said it, though, a thrill ran through my body.

A sensation of danger and excitement – and puredesire –

That I hadn’t felt in years…

Not since that night in the sex club in Bangkok.

However, I knewsomuch more now than I had then.

At the time, I hadn’t realized how stupid it was to put my safety in the hands of a stranger without knowing if he was properly trained.

And yet…

It had been one of the most erotic and fulfilling sexual experiences I’d ever had.

It had also been my first step towards an entirely new life.

As I stood there hesitating, my head battling it out with my heart (to be honest, more like ‘battling it out with my pussy’) –

Roberto unexpectedly calmed me with his empathy.

“You have to trust me before you’re willing to do that,” he suggested.

I nodded.

He smiled. “Surely you have some scarves we could tie to the posts and wrap around your wrists without tying any knots. That way, you could get out whenever you want.”

Damn…

Maybe hehaddone this before.

I was still hesitating…

When he spoke in a way I hadn’t heard before.

“Get them,” he said in a sexy, commanding voice.

OH.

I felt a stirring in my nether regions and a quickening of my pulse.

We’d flirted extensively with Roberto ‘telling me three times’ on several occasions –

But he’d never usedthatvoice before.

In the battle between my head and pussy, Ms. Pussy won. Decisively.

I retrieved some scarves from my dresser that I used for bondage play and set them on the bed.

He examined one between his fingers…

Then walked over to my bed frame and started tying the scarves to the posts.

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