Tender Flesh1
She awoke sore and uncomfortable. I’d bound her tightly just above the elbows and those lines to her ankles pulling her young dancers body in a tight bow. I loved to watch her wriggle under my binds. It was just a few hours ago that she, Melanie, had been heading home from the dance studio. I’d seen her dancing many times, always the star of the show. It wasn’t until I watched her star in “Cats” that I decided that I must have her. It was easier to capture her than I had thought it would be....