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Crystal Clear.

Written by

Gemma Swallow AKA Tainted Angel

"She knew that she was out of her depth; she was usually self assured, confident, controlled. She was proud of her ability to handle herself well, people saw what she wanted them to see, that is not to say that she was deceptive she had just got used to dealing with things alone. If she was honest with herself she was a bit of a control freak. It was safer that way. She always thought that she would like to have a man who would take the lead and make her give everything, stripped and bare to the core, in her minds eye she saw it being safe and perfect, being happy and relaxed while still feeling electric. That was not how she now found herself, caught between wanting and needing to be there and the growing fear of falling and the urge to run. Crystal knew that this man was going to make her give everything whether she offered it or not, her very soul was laid open to his gaze, she would learn now the most basic of lessons.

Be Careful What You Wish For!"
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CHAPTER ONE. ? A Night to remember.

She stood and checked herself in the mirror, the make up looked good, the outfit was daring yet classic in its flattery of her shape. It had been a long time since she had been dressing up to go out. Even though she was the young end of her thirty's she had not spent much time being single and had no time to look after herself while she was raising her family. She was not bitter rather the opposite, there was no acrimony in the split with her husband they had simply grown apart, the children were older and beginning their own families and she was starting out again on the next stage of her journey.

Returning her attention to her reflection she added the finishing touches, a Diamante hair slide to draw attention to the perfectly styled swirl of hair, with single ringlet curls falling down to lightly caress her shoulders, She added some delicate pear drop earring?s and held up two necklaces . The first was a leather choker with a metal connecting ring at the front and a heart hanging from it which said love, the second was another choker this time with two rows of diamonds which dropped from her throat to the top of her cleavage and drew the eye. After looking at both she decided on the leather one, it reminded her of a collar which certainly sent a message but with it being leather it also made a statement about her Character that she appreciated. Fixing the choker in place so the ring was sitting perfectly at the bottom of her throat where her collar bones met. She smiled into the mirror and licked her lips making her lipstick shine, ?This Bitch means business"

With that comment on her lips the honk of the Taxi below signally time to leave. She grabbed her shoes deciding to put them on in the car on the way, she was ready.

Climbing out of the taxi she rearranged her skirt and looked around for her friends, they were nowhere to be seen but she was early so she waited.
A slight smile crossed her lips as she remembered the taxi drive, she had thought that they were going to crash at one point because the driver was too busy looking in the mirror at her to watch the road. She had got in the back of the taxi shoes in hand and tried to lean down to put them on, the cars cramped interior did not allow for enough room and so she had tried to curl her leg behind her to do it, she found that although she could get her shoes on she could not fasten them.

Without thinking she had slid down on the chair and hitched her skirt up so that she had more movement in her legs, bringing her knee to her chest and reaching down she had been able to secure the straps around her ankles. When she lifted her head she caught the eye of the driver in the rear view mirror, he was watching her and she realized that he had a perfect view right up her now very short skirt.

She flushed slightly and sat up, then in a moment of crazy abandon she returned her gaze to the mirror and smiled at the driver, this time she did not reach down to secure her strap but lifted her leg so that her heel was on the Edge of the seat giving him a perfect angle, reaching across she secured her shoe and trailed her fingers from her ankles slowly up her leg over her knee and up to her thighs. There was a moment of electricity in the stare between her and the driver before a loud horn broke the moment and the car swerved to avoid the traffic.

She had not paid for that taxi ride and had been given the drivers card for the return journey. She felt a bit like a hooker getting out of that taxi but it gave her an edge of excitement that she liked. It was going to be an interesting night.

An hour later she found herself with her friends at the bar with a row of Tequila, a plate of lemon and a salt shaker. Her friends were giggling like schoolgirls
and eyeing the shot nervously. Crystal was not going to let anyone get away without drinking their shots and was watching them intently,

?So lick the back of your hand and pour salt on it. Then its salt, Tequila, lemon."

Her friends didn't look convinced but they followed her lead and were soon all holding there shots.
She counted to three and they all licked, drank and bit. The warmth of the Tequila was just beginning to spread as the sourness of the lemon subsided.

The bar was busy and they were dancing and drinking. Crystal loved to dance, to her it was an expression of who she was and there was something primal about it a sort of courting routine without the emptiness of small talk. She was dancing now thinking about her new found freedom and starting again when she noticed that she was being watched.

The man was sitting in a raised seating area at the side of the dance floor, he was watching her, not in a subtle and discreet way but boldly and without apology, his eyes which had been following the shape of her body now locked onto hers. For a minute she was completely lost in that stare and she lost her rhythm. She stumbled slightly on her own feet and the music which had momentarily seemed to stop crashed back into her conciseness. Embarrassed by her bashfulness she looked down and laughed out loud as she realized how silly she must look.

Composing herself she took a breath and walked over to the bar, obviously she had been out of the dating scene for too long. She reached the bar and looked over to where the man had been sitting, she couldn't see him, she was looking for him and moving her hips to the music at the same time.
"Is that dance for my benefit?" the voice behind her startled her and she swung around,

I erm well erm!" she fumbled for words that seemed to have deserted her.

"Are you always this eloquent?" She looked up and met the eyes that for the second time that night were locked on hers and completely destroying her concentration.

She laughed, it was the only thing she could think of to do and it seemed to do a little to ease the tension of the situation.
"I'm sorry, you startled me, I'm Crystal" She smiled at him.
"Pleased to meet you Crystal, I am Gary; can I buy you a drink?"

Crystal had not realized that they had got to the bar and were ready to be served, Gary bought the drinks and she walked with him back to the table that he had watched her from, they chatted for quite a while and Crystal lost track of anything but the conversation, it was only when her friends came ready to move on that she snapped back to reality. She apologized and made her move to leave. Gary handed her a business card and she returned the gesture, she walked out of the bar smiling and continued with her night.

CHAPTER 2 ? A man less ordinary.

The next day when she logged onto her computer she had a new MSN contact request from him. Daily conversations ensued and she was surprised to find that not only was he charming, but his humor and wit were refreshing. He had a gentlemanly quality that she liked and it suited him. They discussed their lives, their jobs everyday stuff, she found that she felt comfortable talking to him and was telling him things that she had never mentioned to others before.

Then one evening the conversations became more intimate. She was glad that night that the computer was between them, she flushed scarlet when he had asked her to describe her favorite sexual fantasy, nervously and with more than a touch of naivety she recounted scenes of her desires, she started simple testing the waters and told him that her thoughts of people walking in on her while she was masturbating, he seemed interested but not impressed.

Taking the cue She elaborated about what would happen next, he listened to her tell of a scene where the man would bring her off but refuse to enter her until she came loudly. He asked her about other fantasies and she told him about watching couples having sex but being unable to get through the glass to reach them, she told him of being woken in the night by the onset of a crashing orgasm which was inescapable.

His comments and replies gave her chills and she almost couldn't believe that she was really hearing it. Gary asked her if she had fantasies of being forced into sex, of being bound and helpless while her captor took what he wanted. She couldn't believe it, she was there all defensive over this mans bare face cheek. She thought to herself what type of person she would be if she were to enjoy the idea of being made to have sex and against her will, she was incredulous and she told him so. She sat back with a high and mighty edge and awaited his reply feeling pleased with herself for defending her honor so well; his response was not the apology that she had expected.

"I'll take that as a yes then, I think that I may have touched a nerve."

She stared at the computer blankly.

"You know that it is the most common female sexual fantasy, it is not about rape at all, it is about releasing responsibility."

The defenses ebbed slightly and the knot in her stomach subsided somewhat, she relaxed a little, she realized that this was to be no ordinary conversation; she took a deep breath, a glug of her wine and started to type.

That night she told Gary all of her deepest and most secret thoughts, she told him how she dreamed of being bound and used, she told him her need for approval and her wish to be completely without control, she even told him about her curiosity about female only sex, at times she was aroused, embarrassed and at times she was emotional, she had cried as she told him that she needed to feel protected and loved, she didn't know why but she somehow knew that no matter what he was not going to laugh, or judge.

He had been patient and supportive of her revelations as if he understood that they were as much news to her as to him, this was her personal acceptance that they were real. She ended the conversation feeling completely drained but somehow content.

They continued to have online conversations where they revealed to each other details of intimate parts of their lives, he had more experience than her and had told her of his tastes when it came to sexual relationships, she was thrilled and curious. She had always dreamed of being with a man who would make her submit.

She began to start looking forward to their chats, she became distracted at work and the first thing that she would do when she got home was to turn on the computer to see if he was online. After late night conversations he suggested that they should chat in a more intimate way, she had no idea what he meant but was pleased when he suggested her getting a web cam so that they could talk to each other and see each other.

The next day she purchased a web cam installed it and waited for his next move. She thought that she was going to burst with anticipation when the ringing told her that he had initiated a web cam chat. She sat, played with her hair, took a deep breath and clicked on accept, a second later the connection flicked to life and she was staring into the eyes that she had not been able to stop thinking about for weeks.

It was harder on web cam to chat, not because he was harder to chat to but because he picked up on things that she was doing, like playing with her hair when she was uneasy, he noticed when she hesitated and he seemed to be able to read her very thoughts. They flirted with words and played with tasters of what they wanted to do to each other; Crystal relaxed and began to feel comfortable.

He asked her if she had masturbated over their conversations and she happily told him that she had and had thoughts about what may come after, he asked her if she was feeling horny talking to him and she admitted that she was turned on by his voice and his eyes, he asked her if she thought that she was ready to try a different type of relationship where she gave over control to another person and she assured him that she was. Then he told her to masturbate.

Crystal flushed crimson as she realized what he had said, her eyes filled with question and confusion, he must have seen it, she thought about what had been said and she realized that this was a test, she resolved that this would be a test that she would pass because deep down she wanted to please him and she wanted to feel his touch. Taking in a slow and deep breath she reached slowly for her most intimate spot where there was a growing heat and wetness, she ran her fingers up and down the whole area from hood to hole and moistened her fingers dipping them slightly into the growing pool of her juices.

He had been watching her and was impressed by the way that she handled herself, she had not reacted as he expected with shock and questions, she had not told him that she could not do it and he had not had to repeat himself. He had seen the questions and the uncertainty in her eyes but he had also seen the strength of a woman who knew that there was a bigger picture. Tonight she would do whatever he asked. It was unfortunate but necessary that tonight she would have to learn her first lesson, that there was no room for breaking his rules, his instructions were to be followed to the letter and she would fall asleep tonight with only that thought in her head, but for now he was going to enjoy seeing just how far she would follow what he said before breaking.

Crystal was lost in what she was doing she had her eyes closed and was running her fingers slowly around her clit and then down to her hole and behind wetting the whole area and feeling the sensitivity building, he had been quiet maybe taking in her face, he spoke now with an authority which threatened that disobedience Was not to be tolerated.

"You will describe to me everything that you are doing, you will do it as you usually would and you must stop and remove your fingers before you orgasm. You can not cum until I give my permission. Begin."

Crystal started shakily her voice faltering;

"I am circling my entrance with my fingers, I am doing this slowly and I am putting slight pressure on the area between it and my ass hole, I am pushing my fingers inside myself slightly rubbing inside as I remove them, I am moving my finger up toward my clit with one finger running along each side pulling my fingers together at the top. I am rubbing it over my clit and then back toward my entrance."

Her breathing was steady but speeding up he was watching her face with interest, she was facing the camera head back resting on the leather chair, her eyes were closed, mouth relaxed while she was talking and cheeks becoming flushed partly from the request and partly from the actions which she was performing.
He could feel in himself the stirrings of an erection and repositioned himself in his trousers; he could relieve himself later thinking about this for now his attention had to be on her and the journey that she was taking. She was beginning to struggle now to keep her breathing steady and to talk while she was continuing her efforts,;

"I'm, I'm circling my erm??. I'm circling my clit with my fingers and I'm??. ohhh ?.I'm?? MM?? rubbing my finger over it, it feels, it is OH?. I am so sensitive, I can feel myself tightening inside and getting wetter Ohhhh I can feel myself I, I. OH???? Mm??.. mm??? Hohhot????. Hohho????????????????????."

He smiled; ?You have stopped talking"

"I erm I'm sorry I will do better I promise I'm sorry I got carried away" Her face was a picture of shame and uneasiness.

"I want you to push a finger inside yourself, push it in as far as you can reach, now I want you to remove it and hold it up to the camera, I want to see your wet finger glistening. Now I want you to lick it clean, put that finger into your mouth and suck it, show me how you would suck me if I were there."

Crystal had tasted her own juices before but she had never completely sucked her fingers covering in them, she felt completely self conscious and slightly humiliated, she didn't want to refuse and she felt that she had to make up for she loss of self control when masturbating so she closed her eyes and tried to imagine his erection being in her mouth and not her own finger, She touched the end of her finger with her tongue placing her finger on the pierced bar in her tongue, She tasted a little salty but also sweet, she could tell from the taste that she was turned on, her juices were thick and white, she smelled musky a smell of need. She pushed the bar down the centre of her finger pushing her finger into her mouth, opening her mouth before closing her lips onto the base of her finger then pulling the finger completely out and down and licking the end of her finger so that he could see, she flashed him a look that she hoped portrayed come to bed, she felt like she was auditioning for a bad porn movie but found that it excited her that he was getting a show.

"Good now continue what you were doing and Keep talking"


"yes of course, erm I erm, I'm again I'm running my fingers over my entire area and coating them in my juices, I am reaching inside with two fingers and tickling the area just inside of me, I am removing my fingers and trailing them up toward my clit where I am circling the area but not actually touching , I rub one finger over the hood lightly pulling at it to tease my clit and I continue to circle , I continue to circle while I am teasing myself My hips are starting to rock and I can feel the first stirrings of my orgasm building, I erm?.. I??. I........... Move my finger to cover my clit now and rub gently up and down maintaining pressure simply rolling it under my finger?.. ohh?.. I OH?.. I rub around?. and then over, around and then over?. I can feel it building I around and over faster and faster I"

"STOP"

He moan of frustration was loud and clear and she flushed when she realized how loud it had been.

"I told you to stop before you were orgasmic were you planning to do that?"

"I Yes I was erm?.. Just about to" Her face gave away the fact that she was not going to stop at all.

"You WILL Stop next time or this conversation is over, Continue"

"I am moving away from my clit and using my fingers, two inside me and pushing them in and out, in and out I am feeling for my G spot and rubbing the inside of myself, in and out oh in, out mmmm, in and out,, ohh I'm going to come"

She removed her finger and he could hear her panting trying to hold off her orgasm and keep her flaring frustrations in check.

"Good now continue"

For the next 15 minutes Crystal played and described everything that she was doing, the intervals between her stopping were becoming shorter and she was visibly shaking from the effort and the frustration, The resolve that she had earlier and her embarrassment had disappeared at about the same time and all that she cared about at this moment was getting her release however she could. He could actually see her rocking in her chair.

"I'm circling my clit with my left hand and I have two fingers working in and out and I am so wet, my whole area is drenched and I am so hot and I want to come ohh I want to come please let me come, Please, Sir please, I need to, ?Oh I am working my fingers in and out mmmmmmmm OHHHHH I am, my fingers are circling, OH my God aahh please I can't I cant; oh my god Please let me I can't I OHHHHHHHHHHHAhhh aahh aahh mmmm mmmm."

He knew that this was going to be it, he saw her face flush and her eyes roll almost before she started to orgasm, he saw her tense as the feelings came over her and then the shake and the jerks of an orgasm that had been built and denied. He had been impressed by her ability to control her orgasm, maybe this was a game that she played with herself, and it had become obvious though that she had never played it for this long. He had noted that she begged very nicely, this would be something that he would remember. For now though the time had come.

"I am disappointed, I distinctively told you that you were not to orgasm until I permitted you to, you disrespect my wishes, This conversation is over, Goodnight"

With that the connection closed and Crystal was left staring at an empty screen.

Crystal was still feeling the spasms of her orgasm when she realized that he really had logged off, she was stunned and angry but then overwhelmingly sad, she had disappointed him, she had let him down and now he was gone, If she had only followed his instructions he may have let her orgasm and they would be chatting now, she had been selfish and stupid and she was ashamed, even the warm afterglow of her orgasm didn't help to dispel the feelings of emptiness that she felt now. Tears began to well in her eyes, tears of hurt, of loss and of fear that he may be gone and not be back.

She showered and went to bed tired, upset and cried herself to sleep; the last thing on her mind was that from now on she must follow every command to the letter, no matter what.

The next day seem to drag and when she got home Crystal looked at the computer screen for a long while before turning it on, she saw that he was on line and was thinking of what she could possibly say when a message appeared from him.

"Have you learned your lesson?"
"Yes, I have, I'm sorry"
"Do you want to make up for your mistake?"
"Yes absolutely"
"Then you will meet me?"
"I will, when and where?"

The details were arranged and the date set, she would finally get what she felt that she wanted and she would prove that she could earn his forgiveness. She went to bed that night smiling and full of hope and of determination to make him forget that she ever disobeyed him at all.

CHAPTER THREE ? The Baptism of Fire.

Crystal was full of trepidation when the taxi dropped her outside the house, she paid the driver and checked the address with the one on the scrap of paper she held in her hand, it was the right address, that was a good start, the right address was always a good thing because we wouldn't want to get the wrong address that would be bad. She shook her head, the rambling in her head was a clear indication that she was a lot more nervous than she wanted to be. Nervous she laughed out loud, she was terrified. She could already feel the pounding in her chest and tightness in her stomach.

She took a deep breath and walked toward the door, she closed her eyes to steady herself before ringing the bell. Gary answered the door quickly and guided her in, he took her coat and led her into the lounge, they made small talk for a few minutes and then he took her hand in his.

"You know why I have asked you here? Are you sure that this is what you want?"

Crystal had to smile there was such sincerity in his eyes and a touch of something else, maybe concern she didn't know.

?I know why I am here and I am sure that this is what I want." She matched his sincerity and portrayed more certainty than she felt.

"Then let us begin:
For now there are three rules;
Rule one; You will address me as Master or Sir and you will answer to Pet or Slave.

Rule two; you will only speak when you are directed to by me.
Rule three; you must follow all of my instructions promptly and completely without hesitation. By accepting these rules you are agreeing to them and to relinquish control to me for the time that you are here. Do you understand these rules; you may speak to answer me."

Crystal took a deep breath,

"I understand" She knew that those words were the only external sign of her crossing the line from the safety and security of fantasy into the real and uncertain world of reality.

"While you are here, you are going to experience many things; you are not a prisoner and are free to leave at any time. Your safe-word is RED, if you say that word, and then everything will stop immediately. If you cannot speak, clicking your fingers will replace that word"

There was a long pause, the silence was uncomfortable, and it felt heavy like a blanket of anticipation falling upon her. The enormity of those statements and of what she was about to do was starting to sink in. She knew that she was out of her depth; she was usually very self assured, confident, controlled. She prided herself on her ability to handle herself well, people saw what she wanted them to see, that is not to say that she was deceptive she had just got used to dealing with things alone. If she was honest with herself she was a little bit of a control freak. It was safer that way.

She always thought that she would like to have a man who would take the lead and make her give everything, stripped and bare to the core, in her minds eye she saw it being safe and perfect, her being happy and relaxed while still feeling electric. That was not how she found herself now, caught between wanting and needing to be there and the growing fear of falling and the urge to run. She forced herself to breath. She could feel his eyes on her studying her reaction maybe, she willed him to say something, anything she needed some direction to distract her from the rising panic in her mind.

"Stand for me my pet, remove your clothes and stand so that I can see you."

Crystal stood on shaky legs, she could feel Adrenalin coursing through her even though she knew that this was only the beginning She silently cursed her imagination for running away and allowing her now to lose so early the control that she had planned to fight for.

She took off her clothes, top first then her skirt, she had no bra on and her nipples stiffened instantly upon hitting the cool air, she had on a red thong which she hesitated as she removed, she could feel his eyes on her, did he know that she was buying time?

She was standing now in black Knee high boots and a leather choker, the irony of the choice of jewelry was not lost on her now.
There was something about the fact that she was naked and he was fully dressed that made her feel more vulnerable. He walked around her circling her just too far away to reach even if she were to dare to try. She was fidgeting with her hands by her sides, she didn't know what to do with them and her weight was shifting from one foot to the other.

"Move your legs to shoulder distance apart, place your hands behind your back crossed at your wrists, arch your back and hold your head high, lower your eyes unless I state that you must look at me, This is your position to present yourself to me, If I ask that you be on your knees then you will sit on your feet and open your knees to the same distance apart."

She moved silently to comply with his command; it was not an uncomfortable position although the aching of her back did mean that her breasts were forced out and prominent. It took more focus to maintain than an everyday position reminding her of why she was here. His hands on her hair made her gasp with surprise, he was standing behind her and removing the clips which held her hair in place, her hair was tumbling down onto her back, a shiver passed over her and Goosebumps leaped across her skin.

"Do not move"

He ran his fingers down her hair, down her back and onto her wrists which were now crossed in the small of her back, after their last conversation he had told her to remove all hair from the neck down, the sensations on her arms now as he worked his way up were like nothing she had felt before, his hands climbed alternating his touch from the outside to the inside of her arms. Gently leading goose bumps over her skin. He reached across her chest, hands flat, fingers spread he moved so that he was cupping her breasts in his hands but his fingers were splayed so he never touched her nipples.

Crystal moaned, involuntarily her back arched and her hips pushed back reaching to find him, she moved slightly attempting to get her nipples to make contact with his hands. The Sharp pain that came shocked her so much she cried out and her hands moved to protect her nipple. He had pinched one of her nipples between his fingers and he held the pressure. In one very quick movement he caught her hands and secured them back in place.

"Demanding little thing aren't we,"

He breathed the words into her ear, he was pulling down on her arms and so forcing her shoulders back, her head was almost resting on his shoulder. She whimpered something incoherent.

"You are going to learn that your body is mine to do with what I please when I please, you must earn my attention. Now I will teach you some manners and some patience."

His knee pushed on the back of hers and her legs collapsed from under her, she was on her knees with him following her down still holding her wrists, he had released her nipple and the sudden rush of blood returning had caused another wave of sensation to burn through it. She gasped with shock and pain and the dawning realization of what she may have agreed to.

Crystals mind was racing, she was still trying to catch up on what had happened, she suddenly became aware that he had let go of her wrists and she tried to move. She found to that she had been bound while he was talking and it appeared to her that he had tied opposite legs to opposite wrists maintaining her in the position she was in and forcing both her chest and her hips forward. She started to panic slightly, and called out,

"Please Sir, I?m sorry. I?ll.."

"I told you only to speak when I give you permission, I was not planning on using this so soon but you obviously need to learn.

He walked in front in her and showed her what was to come, he seemed to relish the fact that her eyes widened as she looked at the ball gag that he held in his hands, she started to squirm and tried to protest but this was stopped short by the force of the gag being pushed into her mouth. It took a moment for her to get used to it and to adjust her breathing to accommodate the obstruction. She closed her eyes and willed herself to calm down.

Her breath was coming more quickly now, he could see her nipples were hard, skin was pinking, and he could smell her arousal and didn't need to look to know that she was wet.

"This is turning you on isn't it" She shook her head; he lifted her chin forcing her to meet his eyes.

"please remember that I have done this before, I can recognize the changes and I know that you are reacting, I have only ever been honest with you so do not lie to me"

There was no mistaking his tone, she dropped her eyes and nodded in agreement, resignation an acceptance. He reached out for her and placed his hand on her face, his fingers caressed her neck and his thumb brushed her cheek, she leaned her face into his touch. He saw her eyes soften, the last of the smoke of anger dispersing, she was now perfectly still and silent.

He moved his hand across her cheek and ran his fingers and thumb over her neck, he felt her shiver and she closed her eyes. His hand followed its path across her collar bones tracing the line where her neck and body met, he crossed her chest following the shape of her breast, dropping down between them and continuing tracing the underside of the opposite breast. He flipped his hand over and ran the upside of his fingernails down her side, her shiver was visible this time and she moaned into her gag.

He stood and moved back, again walking around her, watching, admiring, she didn?t know; all that she knew was that the withdrawal of his touch left her feeling empty and exposed somehow. She wanted to shout him and make him come back, she wanted to beg him to return the touch to her skin, she knew that she was pouting and that her inner child was kicking and screaming. She sighed; there was no way that she could do anything until he decreed it. She felt a smile creeping to her lips before realizing that she couldn?t exactly smile, there was something funny about the situation that she had placed herself in, his situation. She wanted to feel everything afraid or not she knew why she was here. She looked over to him, couldn?t see him and started to move her head trying to shift the ball into a more comfortable position.

He couldn?t help but laugh, poor lamb she looked a picture trying to move her gag like a horse with a bit in it?s teeth. He had forgotten momentarily how new she was to this. He picked up the bag and walked back to her to ease her discomfort?. For now anyway.

He stopped just in front of her and she looked up at him, to him there was nothing on mothers great earth sexier than a bound woman on her knees looking up at him with no idea what was coming next, well there was perhaps one thing sexier and she was about to become it.

Crystal Clear.

Written by

Gemma Swallow AKA Tainted Angel

 

"She knew that she was out of her depth; she was usually self assured, confident, controlled. She was proud of her ability to handle herself well, people saw what she wanted them to see, that is not to say that she was deceptive she had just got used to dealing with things alone. If she was honest with herself she was a bit of a control freak. It was safer that way. She always thought that she would like to have a man who would take the lead and make her give everything, stripped and bare to the core, in her minds eye she saw it being safe and perfect, being happy and relaxed while still feeling electric. That was not how she now found herself, caught between wanting and needing to be there and the growing fear of falling and the urge to run. Crystal knew that this man was going to make her give everything whether she offered it or not, her very soul was laid open to his gaze, she would learn now the most basic of lessons.

 

 

Be Careful What You Wish For!"
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CHAPTER ONE. ? A Night to remember.

She stood and checked herself in the mirror, the make up looked good, the outfit was daring yet classic in its flattery of her shape. It had been a long time since she had been dressing up to go out. Even though she was the young end of her thirty's she had not spent much time being single and had no time to look after herself while she was raising her family. She was not bitter rather the opposite, there was no acrimony in the split with her husband they had simply grown apart, the children were older and beginning their own families and she was starting out again on the next stage of her journey.

Returning her attention to her reflection she added the finishing touches, a Diamante hair slide to draw attention to the perfectly styled swirl of hair, with single ringlet curls falling down to lightly caress her shoulders, She added some delicate pear drop earring?s and held up two necklaces . The first was a leather choker with a metal connecting ring at the front and a heart hanging from it which said love, the second was another choker this time with two rows of diamonds which dropped from her throat to the top of her cleavage and drew the eye. After looking at both she decided on the leather one, it reminded her of a collar which certainly sent a message but with it being leather it also made a statement about her Character that she appreciated. Fixing the choker in place so the ring was sitting perfectly at the bottom of her throat where her collar bones met. She smiled into the mirror and licked her lips making her lipstick shine, ?This Bitch means business"

With that comment on her lips the honk of the Taxi below signally time to leave. She grabbed her shoes deciding to put them on in the car on the way, she was ready.

Climbing out of the taxi she rearranged her skirt and looked around for her friends, they were nowhere to be seen but she was early so she waited.
A slight smile crossed her lips as she remembered the taxi drive, she had thought that they were going to crash at one point because the driver was too busy looking in the mirror at her to watch the road. She had got in the back of the taxi shoes in hand and tried to lean down to put them on, the cars cramped interior did not allow for enough room and so she had tried to curl her leg behind her to do it, she found that although she could get her shoes on she could not fasten them.

Without thinking she had slid down on the chair and hitched her skirt up so that she had more movement in her legs, bringing her knee to her chest and reaching down she had been able to secure the straps around her ankles. When she lifted her head she caught the eye of the driver in the rear view mirror, he was watching her and she realized that he had a perfect view right up her now very short skirt.

She flushed slightly and sat up, then in a moment of crazy abandon she returned her gaze to the mirror and smiled at the driver, this time she did not reach down to secure her strap but lifted her leg so that her heel was on the Edge of the seat giving him a perfect angle, reaching across she secured her shoe and trailed her fingers from her ankles slowly up her leg over her knee and up to her thighs. There was a moment of electricity in the stare between her and the driver before a loud horn broke the moment and the car swerved to avoid the traffic.

She had not paid for that taxi ride and had been given the drivers card for the return journey. She felt a bit like a hooker getting out of that taxi but it gave her an edge of excitement that she liked. It was going to be an interesting night.

An hour later she found herself with her friends at the bar with a row of Tequila, a plate of lemon and a salt shaker. Her friends were giggling like schoolgirls
and eyeing the shot nervously. Crystal was not going to let anyone get away without drinking their shots and was watching them intently,

?So lick the back of your hand and pour salt on it. Then its salt, Tequila, lemon."

Her friends didn't look convinced but they followed her lead and were soon all holding there shots.
She counted to three and they all licked, drank and bit. The warmth of the Tequila was just beginning to spread as the sourness of the lemon subsided.

The bar was busy and they were dancing and drinking. Crystal loved to dance, to her it was an expression of who she was and there was something primal about it a sort of courting routine without the emptiness of small talk. She was dancing now thinking about her new found freedom and starting again when she noticed that she was being watched.

The man was sitting in a raised seating area at the side of the dance floor, he was watching her, not in a subtle and discreet way but boldly and without apology, his eyes which had been following the shape of her body now locked onto hers. For a minute she was completely lost in that stare and she lost her rhythm. She stumbled slightly on her own feet and the music which had momentarily seemed to stop crashed back into her conciseness. Embarrassed by her bashfulness she looked down and laughed out loud as she realized how silly she must look.

Composing herself she took a breath and walked over to the bar, obviously she had been out of the dating scene for too long. She reached the bar and looked over to where the man had been sitting, she couldn't see him, she was looking for him and moving her hips to the music at the same time.
"Is that dance for my benefit?" the voice behind her startled her and she swung around,

I erm well erm!" she fumbled for words that seemed to have deserted her.

"Are you always this eloquent?" She looked up and met the eyes that for the second time that night were locked on hers and completely destroying her concentration.

She laughed, it was the only thing she could think of to do and it seemed to do a little to ease the tension of the situation.
"I'm sorry, you startled me, I'm Crystal" She smiled at him.
"Pleased to meet you Crystal, I am Gary; can I buy you a drink?"

Crystal had not realized that they had got to the bar and were ready to be served, Gary bought the drinks and she walked with him back to the table that he had watched her from, they chatted for quite a while and Crystal lost track of anything but the conversation, it was only when her friends came ready to move on that she snapped back to reality. She apologized and made her move to leave. Gary handed her a business card and she returned the gesture, she walked out of the bar smiling and continued with her night.

 

 

 

CHAPTER 2 ? A man less ordinary.

The next day when she logged onto her computer she had a new MSN contact request from him. Daily conversations ensued and she was surprised to find that not only was he charming, but his humor and wit were refreshing. He had a gentlemanly quality that she liked and it suited him. They discussed their lives, their jobs everyday stuff, she found that she felt comfortable talking to him and was telling him things that she had never mentioned to others before.

Then one evening the conversations became more intimate. She was glad that night that the computer was between them, she flushed scarlet when he had asked her to describe her favorite sexual fantasy, nervously and with more than a touch of naivety she recounted scenes of her desires, she started simple testing the waters and told him that her thoughts of people walking in on her while she was masturbating, he seemed interested but not impressed.

Taking the cue She elaborated about what would happen next, he listened to her tell of a scene where the man would bring her off but refuse to enter her until she came loudly. He asked her about other fantasies and she told him about watching couples having sex but being unable to get through the glass to reach them, she told him of being woken in the night by the onset of a crashing orgasm which was inescapable.

His comments and replies gave her chills and she almost couldn't believe that she was really hearing it. Gary asked her if she had fantasies of being forced into sex, of being bound and helpless while her captor took what he wanted. She couldn't believe it, she was there all defensive over this mans bare face cheek. She thought to herself what type of person she would be if she were to enjoy the idea of being made to have sex and against her will, she was incredulous and she told him so. She sat back with a high and mighty edge and awaited his reply feeling pleased with herself for defending her honor so well; his response was not the apology that she had expected.

"I'll take that as a yes then, I think that I may have touched a nerve."

She stared at the computer blankly.

"You know that it is the most common female sexual fantasy, it is not about rape at all, it is about releasing responsibility."

The defenses ebbed slightly and the knot in her stomach subsided somewhat, she relaxed a little, she realized that this was to be no ordinary conversation; she took a deep breath, a glug of her wine and started to type.

That night she told Gary all of her deepest and most secret thoughts, she told him how she dreamed of being bound and used, she told him her need for approval and her wish to be completely without control, she even told him about her curiosity about female only sex, at times she was aroused, embarrassed and at times she was emotional, she had cried as she told him that she needed to feel protected and loved, she didn't know why but she somehow knew that no matter what he was not going to laugh, or judge.

He had been patient and supportive of her revelations as if he understood that they were as much news to her as to him, this was her personal acceptance that they were real. She ended the conversation feeling completely drained but somehow content.

 

They continued to have online conversations where they revealed to each other details of intimate parts of their lives, he had more experience than her and had told her of his tastes when it came to sexual relationships, she was thrilled and curious. She had always dreamed of being with a man who would make her submit.

She began to start looking forward to their chats, she became distracted at work and the first thing that she would do when she got home was to turn on the computer to see if he was online. After late night conversations he suggested that they should chat in a more intimate way, she had no idea what he meant but was pleased when he suggested her getting a web cam so that they could talk to each other and see each other.

The next day she purchased a web cam installed it and waited for his next move. She thought that she was going to burst with anticipation when the ringing told her that he had initiated a web cam chat. She sat, played with her hair, took a deep breath and clicked on accept, a second later the connection flicked to life and she was staring into the eyes that she had not been able to stop thinking about for weeks.

It was harder on web cam to chat, not because he was harder to chat to but because he picked up on things that she was doing, like playing with her hair when she was uneasy, he noticed when she hesitated and he seemed to be able to read her very thoughts. They flirted with words and played with tasters of what they wanted to do to each other; Crystal relaxed and began to feel comfortable.

He asked her if she had masturbated over their conversations and she happily told him that she had and had thoughts about what may come after, he asked her if she was feeling horny talking to him and she admitted that she was turned on by his voice and his eyes, he asked her if she thought that she was ready to try a different type of relationship where she gave over control to another person and she assured him that she was. Then he told her to masturbate.

Crystal flushed crimson as she realized what he had said, her eyes filled with question and confusion, he must have seen it, she thought about what had been said and she realized that this was a test, she resolved that this would be a test that she would pass because deep down she wanted to please him and she wanted to feel his touch. Taking in a slow and deep breath she reached slowly for her most intimate spot where there was a growing heat and wetness, she ran her fingers up and down the whole area from hood to hole and moistened her fingers dipping them slightly into the growing pool of her juices.

He had been watching her and was impressed by the way that she handled herself, she had not reacted as he expected with shock and questions, she had not told him that she could not do it and he had not had to repeat himself. He had seen the questions and the uncertainty in her eyes but he had also seen the strength of a woman who knew that there was a bigger picture. Tonight she would do whatever he asked. It was unfortunate but necessary that tonight she would have to learn her first lesson, that there was no room for breaking his rules, his instructions were to be followed to the letter and she would fall asleep tonight with only that thought in her head, but for now he was going to enjoy seeing just how far she would follow what he said before breaking.

Crystal was lost in what she was doing she had her eyes closed and was running her fingers slowly around her clit and then down to her hole and behind wetting the whole area and feeling the sensitivity building, he had been quiet maybe taking in her face, he spoke now with an authority which threatened that disobedience Was not to be tolerated.

"You will describe to me everything that you are doing, you will do it as you usually would and you must stop and remove your fingers before you orgasm. You can not cum until I give my permission. Begin."

Crystal started shakily her voice faltering;

"I am circling my entrance with my fingers, I am doing this slowly and I am putting slight pressure on the area between it and my ass hole, I am pushing my fingers inside myself slightly rubbing inside as I remove them, I am moving my finger up toward my clit with one finger running along each side pulling my fingers together at the top. I am rubbing it over my clit and then back toward my entrance."

Her breathing was steady but speeding up he was watching her face with interest, she was facing the camera head back resting on the leather chair, her eyes were closed, mouth relaxed while she was talking and cheeks becoming flushed partly from the request and partly from the actions which she was performing.
He could feel in himself the stirrings of an erection and repositioned himself in his trousers; he could relieve himself later thinking about this for now his attention had to be on her and the journey that she was taking. She was beginning to struggle now to keep her breathing steady and to talk while she was continuing her efforts,;

"I'm, I'm circling my erm??. I'm circling my clit with my fingers and I'm??. ohhh ?.I'm?? MM?? rubbing my finger over it, it feels, it is OH?. I am so sensitive, I can feel myself tightening inside and getting wetter Ohhhh I can feel myself I, I. OH???? Mm??.. mm??? Hohhot????. Hohho????????????????????."

He smiled; ?You have stopped talking"

"I erm I'm sorry I will do better I promise I'm sorry I got carried away" Her face was a picture of shame and uneasiness.

"I want you to push a finger inside yourself, push it in as far as you can reach, now I want you to remove it and hold it up to the camera, I want to see your wet finger glistening. Now I want you to lick it clean, put that finger into your mouth and suck it, show me how you would suck me if I were there."

Crystal had tasted her own juices before but she had never completely sucked her fingers covering in them, she felt completely self conscious and slightly humiliated, she didn't want to refuse and she felt that she had to make up for she loss of self control when masturbating so she closed her eyes and tried to imagine his erection being in her mouth and not her own finger, She touched the end of her finger with her tongue placing her finger on the pierced bar in her tongue, She tasted a little salty but also sweet, she could tell from the taste that she was turned on, her juices were thick and white, she smelled musky a smell of need. She pushed the bar down the centre of her finger pushing her finger into her mouth, opening her mouth before closing her lips onto the base of her finger then pulling the finger completely out and down and licking the end of her finger so that he could see, she flashed him a look that she hoped portrayed come to bed, she felt like she was auditioning for a bad porn movie but found that it excited her that he was getting a show.

"Good now continue what you were doing and Keep talking"


"yes of course, erm I erm, I'm again I'm running my fingers over my entire area and coating them in my juices, I am reaching inside with two fingers and tickling the area just inside of me, I am removing my fingers and trailing them up toward my clit where I am circling the area but not actually touching , I rub one finger over the hood lightly pulling at it to tease my clit and I continue to circle , I continue to circle while I am teasing myself My hips are starting to rock and I can feel the first stirrings of my orgasm building, I erm?.. I??. I........... Move my finger to cover my clit now and rub gently up and down maintaining pressure simply rolling it under my finger?.. ohh?.. I OH?.. I rub around?. and then over, around and then over?. I can feel it building I around and over faster and faster I"

"STOP"

He moan of frustration was loud and clear and she flushed when she realized how loud it had been.

"I told you to stop before you were orgasmic were you planning to do that?"

"I Yes I was erm?.. Just about to" Her face gave away the fact that she was not going to stop at all.

"You WILL Stop next time or this conversation is over, Continue"

"I am moving away from my clit and using my fingers, two inside me and pushing them in and out, in and out I am feeling for my G spot and rubbing the inside of myself, in and out oh in, out mmmm, in and out,, ohh I'm going to come"

She removed her finger and he could hear her panting trying to hold off her orgasm and keep her flaring frustrations in check.

"Good now continue"

For the next 15 minutes Crystal played and described everything that she was doing, the intervals between her stopping were becoming shorter and she was visibly shaking from the effort and the frustration, The resolve that she had earlier and her embarrassment had disappeared at about the same time and all that she cared about at this moment was getting her release however she could. He could actually see her rocking in her chair.

"I'm circling my clit with my left hand and I have two fingers working in and out and I am so wet, my whole area is drenched and I am so hot and I want to come ohh I want to come please let me come, Please, Sir please, I need to, ?Oh I am working my fingers in and out mmmmmmmm OHHHHH I am, my fingers are circling, OH my God aahh please I can't I cant; oh my god Please let me I can't I OHHHHHHHHHHHAhhh aahh aahh mmmm mmmm."

He knew that this was going to be it, he saw her face flush and her eyes roll almost before she started to orgasm, he saw her tense as the feelings came over her and then the shake and the jerks of an orgasm that had been built and denied. He had been impressed by her ability to control her orgasm, maybe this was a game that she played with herself, and it had become obvious though that she had never played it for this long. He had noted that she begged very nicely, this would be something that he would remember. For now though the time had come.

"I am disappointed, I distinctively told you that you were not to orgasm until I permitted you to, you disrespect my wishes, This conversation is over, Goodnight"

With that the connection closed and Crystal was left staring at an empty screen.

Crystal was still feeling the spasms of her orgasm when she realized that he really had logged off, she was stunned and angry but then overwhelmingly sad, she had disappointed him, she had let him down and now he was gone, If she had only followed his instructions he may have let her orgasm and they would be chatting now, she had been selfish and stupid and she was ashamed, even the warm afterglow of her orgasm didn't help to dispel the feelings of emptiness that she felt now. Tears began to well in her eyes, tears of hurt, of loss and of fear that he may be gone and not be back.

She showered and went to bed tired, upset and cried herself to sleep; the last thing on her mind was that from now on she must follow every command to the letter, no matter what.

The next day seem to drag and when she got home Crystal looked at the computer screen for a long while before turning it on, she saw that he was on line and was thinking of what she could possibly say when a message appeared from him.

"Have you learned your lesson?"
"Yes, I have, I'm sorry"
"Do you want to make up for your mistake?"
"Yes absolutely"
"Then you will meet me?"
"I will, when and where?"

The details were arranged and the date set, she would finally get what she felt that she wanted and she would prove that she could earn his forgiveness. She went to bed that night smiling and full of hope and of determination to make him forget that she ever disobeyed him at all.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER THREE ? The Baptism of Fire.

Crystal was full of trepidation when the taxi dropped her outside the house, she paid the driver and checked the address with the one on the scrap of paper she held in her hand, it was the right address, that was a good start, the right address was always a good thing because we wouldn't want to get the wrong address that would be bad. She shook her head, the rambling in her head was a clear indication that she was a lot more nervous than she wanted to be. Nervous she laughed out loud, she was terrified. She could already feel the pounding in her chest and tightness in her stomach.

She took a deep breath and walked toward the door, she closed her eyes to steady herself before ringing the bell. Gary answered the door quickly and guided her in, he took her coat and led her into the lounge, they made small talk for a few minutes and then he took her hand in his.

"You know why I have asked you here? Are you sure that this is what you want?"

Crystal had to smile there was such sincerity in his eyes and a touch of something else, maybe concern she didn't know.

?I know why I am here and I am sure that this is what I want." She matched his sincerity and portrayed more certainty than she felt.

"Then let us begin:
For now there are three rules;
Rule one; You will address me as Master or Sir and you will answer to Pet or Slave.

Rule two; you will only speak when you are directed to by me.
Rule three; you must follow all of my instructions promptly and completely without hesitation. By accepting these rules you are agreeing to them and to relinquish control to me for the time that you are here. Do you understand these rules; you may speak to answer me."

Crystal took a deep breath,

"I understand" She knew that those words were the only external sign of her crossing the line from the safety and security of fantasy into the real and uncertain world of reality.

"While you are here, you are going to experience many things; you are not a prisoner and are free to leave at any time. Your safe-word is RED, if you say that word, and then everything will stop immediately. If you cannot speak, clicking your fingers will replace that word"

There was a long pause, the silence was uncomfortable, and it felt heavy like a blanket of anticipation falling upon her. The enormity of those statements and of what she was about to do was starting to sink in. She knew that she was out of her depth; she was usually very self assured, confident, controlled. She prided herself on her ability to handle herself well, people saw what she wanted them to see, that is not to say that she was deceptive she had just got used to dealing with things alone. If she was honest with herself she was a little bit of a control freak. It was safer that way.

 

She always thought that she would like to have a man who would take the lead and make her give everything, stripped and bare to the core, in her minds eye she saw it being safe and perfect, her being happy and relaxed while still feeling electric. That was not how she found herself now, caught between wanting and needing to be there and the growing fear of falling and the urge to run. She forced herself to breath. She could feel his eyes on her studying her reaction maybe, she willed him to say something, anything she needed some direction to distract her from the rising panic in her mind.

"Stand for me my pet, remove your clothes and stand so that I can see you."

Crystal stood on shaky legs, she could feel Adrenalin coursing through her even though she knew that this was only the beginning She silently cursed her imagination for running away and allowing her now to lose so early the control that she had planned to fight for.

She took off her clothes, top first then her skirt, she had no bra on and her nipples stiffened instantly upon hitting the cool air, she had on a red thong which she hesitated as she removed, she could feel his eyes on her, did he know that she was buying time?

She was standing now in black Knee high boots and a leather choker, the irony of the choice of jewelry was not lost on her now.
There was something about the fact that she was naked and he was fully dressed that made her feel more vulnerable. He walked around her circling her just too far away to reach even if she were to dare to try. She was fidgeting with her hands by her sides, she didn't know what to do with them and her weight was shifting from one foot to the other.

"Move your legs to shoulder distance apart, place your hands behind your back crossed at your wrists, arch your back and hold your head high, lower your eyes unless I state that you must look at me, This is your position to present yourself to me, If I ask that you be on your knees then you will sit on your feet and open your knees to the same distance apart."

She moved silently to comply with his command; it was not an uncomfortable position although the aching of her back did mean that her breasts were forced out and prominent. It took more focus to maintain than an everyday position reminding her of why she was here. His hands on her hair made her gasp with surprise, he was standing behind her and removing the clips which held her hair in place, her hair was tumbling down onto her back, a shiver passed over her and Goosebumps leaped across her skin.

"Do not move"

He ran his fingers down her hair, down her back and onto her wrists which were now crossed in the small of her back, after their last conversation he had told her to remove all hair from the neck down, the sensations on her arms now as he worked his way up were like nothing she had felt before, his hands climbed alternating his touch from the outside to the inside of her arms. Gently leading goose bumps over her skin. He reached across her chest, hands flat, fingers spread he moved so that he was cupping her breasts in his hands but his fingers were splayed so he never touched her nipples.

Crystal moaned, involuntarily her back arched and her hips pushed back reaching to find him, she moved slightly attempting to get her nipples to make contact with his hands. The Sharp pain that came shocked her so much she cried out and her hands moved to protect her nipple. He had pinched one of her nipples between his fingers and he held the pressure. In one very quick movement he caught her hands and secured them back in place.

"Demanding little thing aren't we,"

He breathed the words into her ear, he was pulling down on her arms and so forcing her shoulders back, her head was almost resting on his shoulder. She whimpered something incoherent.

"You are going to learn that your body is mine to do with what I please when I please, you must earn my attention. Now I will teach you some manners and some patience."

His knee pushed on the back of hers and her legs collapsed from under her, she was on her knees with him following her down still holding her wrists, he had released her nipple and the sudden rush of blood returning had caused another wave of sensation to burn through it. She gasped with shock and pain and the dawning realization of what she may have agreed to.

Crystals mind was racing, she was still trying to catch up on what had happened, she suddenly became aware that he had let go of her wrists and she tried to move. She found to that she had been bound while he was talking and it appeared to her that he had tied opposite legs to opposite wrists maintaining her in the position she was in and forcing both her chest and her hips forward. She started to panic slightly, and called out,

"Please Sir, I?m sorry. I?ll.."

"I told you only to speak when I give you permission, I was not planning on using this so soon but you obviously need to learn.

He walked in front in her and showed her what was to come, he seemed to relish the fact that her eyes widened as she looked at the ball gag that he held in his hands, she started to squirm and tried to protest but this was stopped short by the force of the gag being pushed into her mouth. It took a moment for her to get used to it and to adjust her breathing to accommodate the obstruction. She closed her eyes and willed herself to calm down.

Her breath was coming more quickly now, he could see her nipples were hard, skin was pinking, and he could smell her arousal and didn't need to look to know that she was wet.

"This is turning you on isn't it" She shook her head; he lifted her chin forcing her to meet his eyes.

"please remember that I have done this before, I can recognize the changes and I know that you are reacting, I have only ever been honest with you so do not lie to me"

There was no mistaking his tone, she dropped her eyes and nodded in agreement, resignation an acceptance. He reached out for her and placed his hand on her face, his fingers caressed her neck and his thumb brushed her cheek, she leaned her face into his touch. He saw her eyes soften, the last of the smoke of anger dispersing, she was now perfectly still and silent.

He moved his hand across her cheek and ran his fingers and thumb over her neck, he felt her shiver and she closed her eyes. His hand followed its path across her collar bones tracing the line where her neck and body met, he crossed her chest following the shape of her breast, dropping down between them and continuing tracing the underside of the opposite breast. He flipped his hand over and ran the upside of his fingernails down her side, her shiver was visible this time and she moaned into her gag.

 

He stood and moved back, again walking around her, watching, admiring, she didn?t know; all that she knew was that the withdrawal of his touch left her feeling empty and exposed somehow. She wanted to shout him and make him come back, she wanted to beg him to return the touch to her skin, she knew that she was pouting and that her inner child was kicking and screaming. She sighed; there was no way that she could do anything until he decreed it. She felt a smile creeping to her lips before realizing that she couldn?t exactly smile, there was something funny about the situation that she had placed herself in, his situation. She wanted to feel everything afraid or not she knew why she was here. She looked over to him, couldn?t see him and started to move her head trying to shift the ball into a more comfortable position.

 

He couldn?t help but laugh, poor lamb she looked a picture trying to move her gag like a horse with a bit in it?s teeth. He had forgotten momentarily how new she was to this. He picked up the bag and walked back to her to ease her discomfort?. For now anyway.

 

He stopped just in front of her and she looked up at him, to him there was nothing on mothers great earth sexier than a bound woman on her knees looking up at him with no idea what was coming next, well there was perhaps one thing sexier and she was about to become it.

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