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So ... as promised ... a second blog today... and this one is special for YOU (you know who you are).
A little bedtime story for you...
I left you in the dark, tied to the bed and uncovered, naked except for the cuffs at your wrists and ankles and the drying droplets of lube and cum scattered all over your body. I didn't say anything as I left the room and turned out the lights; I just left you, awake and aroused, alone in the dark. Unable to touch yourself, finish what I had left undone; unable to give up and get dressed and leave. From your place on the bed you cannot see the clock, you have no way of knowing how long you are lying there, growing fearful, your fear arousing you even more.
The evening started out much like any other night with us... You served me dinner, helped me bathe, and waited for my mood to take me... Upstairs in the bedroom you submitted beautifully to my commands, serving me in all the ways I like best; with your mouth and your fingers all over me... When I tied you down and spread you open, you whimpered as the soft leather of the flay stroked lightly against your most private parts, as the spiked gloves stroked your arousal to a painful peak, and as time and time again I stopped before your orgasm, let you come down from the heights, only to push you back towards the peak again... I spread you open and entered you with toys, with my hands, with the handle of the flay, teased you, tormented you... And then, left you there, confused and frustrated and scared.
However long you laid there, it seemed like an eternity, and yet it also seemed like the door was opening only an instant later, and you looked hopefully up at me... Only to see me there, in the doorway, with another couple. You strain at your bonds, confusion obvious on your face, although you remain submissively silent for me, fearful of angering me with questions. Without speaking, the three of us walk into the room, cclosing the door behind us, and turning the light on to its dimmest setting, just barely more than shadows moving through the dark. Your eyes follow me as I cross to the right side of the bed, and my guests take places at the foot and left sides of the bed, standing quietly, expectantly... In the darkness, you can hear the sound of the flay striking lightly against my thigh...
Call me, darling... And I'll tell you the rest...
It's been a busy week... lots of calls, but I still haven't heard from YOU...
I just bought some new silk rope yesterday, and some more clips... I've been thinking all day about tieing you up and using your body to please mine... getting out the padded cuffs and straping you into the spreader bar at the ankles, and using the nice, soft silk rope around your wrists and arms, leaving you no slack... maybe getting out some toys...making you watch me play with myself...
I'm going to post again later, so check back...

