“Question is stored for
later use.”
“ Have you felt this way before? Have you
thought you met ‘the one’ before?”
“ I have been in love before and have thought
I’d met my match, the one I would spend my life with; so yes. In
some ways this is the same but in other ways it’s different and
new.”
“ How is it different? I don’t want to be like
everyone else to you, or why even do it?”
“ There is a deeper connection between us, as is
evident in the dream you just had. There’s an energy between us
that is undeniable and stronger than any I’ve felt. I’m not just
talking about chemistry, although that is very strong
too.”
“ So you do feel it. That’s good to
know.”
“ Of course I do. Let’s ask for the check and
get out of here. You need to be disciplined, because you have been
a very naughty girl, and I’m all done answering questions for a
while. I want to show you my studio and make plans for the rest of
our lives together. A tall order for one evening, but let’s see
what we can accomplish.”
“ Oh, before I forget,” I said, “I need to get
the phone number for our place to give to my mother and
friends.”
“ I like the sound of that, ‘our place.’ Very
much, in fact. You have a cellphone, right?”
“ Well, yes—”
“ I will be using the land line for business
calls and would prefer if you use your cell.”
I hesitated. “Okay, I guess.”
* * * *
The ritual of undressing at the door had already
started to become a routine. As I had never entered farther than
just inside the door with clothes on, it had been ingrained in me
from the start.
“ A choice, yet again,” he said, taking my
clothes and leading me deeper into our apartment.
“ Hmmm.” I had a hunch what might be
coming.
“ Discipline, which will of course end in your
orgasms, or learning more about my business. In what order would
you like to indulge?”
At that moment the idea of avoiding the inevitable
seemed worse than getting it over with. Plus, my body continued to
betray me because even the thought of what he might do to me had my
nipples almost painfully erect and my nether lips wet. “Let’s get
it out of the way,” I said. I remember being scared and so turned
on, my body sizzling with anticipation.
“ So how many do we have … twenty-six, by my
count.”
“ NO! That’s twenty-four, not twenty-six,” I
said, getting pissed off again.
“ Okay, okay,” he laughed. “Twenty-four. You
sure are sexy when you’re mad.” He smiled and pulled me into his
embrace for several long seconds. Then he took me by my shoulders
and moved me back away from him, looking me up and down like a bird
of prey. “It’s a shame I won’t be stringing you up to the eyebolt
tonight,” he said wistfully. “Another day.”
Taking me by the hand, he led me over to the couch.
He tugged the coffee table and then the couch away from the wall
and pulled out what I had thought to be decorative artwork. He
attached it to a base that had been hidden underneath the couch. I
stood there in amazement, wondering what other little surprises he
had in store for me.
He set the wood structure at an angle. “Turn around,”
he said.
He had me step up on the wooden platform and face it.
Grabbing a leather strap out of the end table, he attached my right
arm to the high right corner, securing me to the slat of wood. He
did the same to my other arm on the left side. It was awkward to be
facing the platform; I had to pick a side to place my face. Once he
lifted my right leg, I realized that my arms would be bearing a
large portion of my weight. He attached my right leg to the far
right corner, leaving me balancing on my left leg. My body trembled
as he strapped my other leg to the corner.
Oh, this does not seem so bad , I thought at
first. The angle seemed to help distribute my weight so I didn’t
feel the strain.
“ I have a different hoippu for you to
experience tonight,” he said.
“ Huh?” I
later use.”
“ Have you felt this way before? Have you
thought you met ‘the one’ before?”
“ I have been in love before and have thought
I’d met my match, the one I would spend my life with; so yes. In
some ways this is the same but in other ways it’s different and
new.”
“ How is it different? I don’t want to be like
everyone else to you, or why even do it?”
“ There is a deeper connection between us, as is
evident in the dream you just had. There’s an energy between us
that is undeniable and stronger than any I’ve felt. I’m not just
talking about chemistry, although that is very strong
too.”
“ So you do feel it. That’s good to
know.”
“ Of course I do. Let’s ask for the check and
get out of here. You need to be disciplined, because you have been
a very naughty girl, and I’m all done answering questions for a
while. I want to show you my studio and make plans for the rest of
our lives together. A tall order for one evening, but let’s see
what we can accomplish.”
“ Oh, before I forget,” I said, “I need to get
the phone number for our place to give to my mother and
friends.”
“ I like the sound of that, ‘our place.’ Very
much, in fact. You have a cellphone, right?”
“ Well, yes—”
“ I will be using the land line for business
calls and would prefer if you use your cell.”
I hesitated. “Okay, I guess.”
* * * *
The ritual of undressing at the door had already
started to become a routine. As I had never entered farther than
just inside the door with clothes on, it had been ingrained in me
from the start.
“ A choice, yet again,” he said, taking my
clothes and leading me deeper into our apartment.
“ Hmmm.” I had a hunch what might be
coming.
“ Discipline, which will of course end in your
orgasms, or learning more about my business. In what order would
you like to indulge?”
At that moment the idea of avoiding the inevitable
seemed worse than getting it over with. Plus, my body continued to
betray me because even the thought of what he might do to me had my
nipples almost painfully erect and my nether lips wet. “Let’s get
it out of the way,” I said. I remember being scared and so turned
on, my body sizzling with anticipation.
“ So how many do we have … twenty-six, by my
count.”
“ NO! That’s twenty-four, not twenty-six,” I
said, getting pissed off again.
“ Okay, okay,” he laughed. “Twenty-four. You
sure are sexy when you’re mad.” He smiled and pulled me into his
embrace for several long seconds. Then he took me by my shoulders
and moved me back away from him, looking me up and down like a bird
of prey. “It’s a shame I won’t be stringing you up to the eyebolt
tonight,” he said wistfully. “Another day.”
Taking me by the hand, he led me over to the couch.
He tugged the coffee table and then the couch away from the wall
and pulled out what I had thought to be decorative artwork. He
attached it to a base that had been hidden underneath the couch. I
stood there in amazement, wondering what other little surprises he
had in store for me.
He set the wood structure at an angle. “Turn around,”
he said.
He had me step up on the wooden platform and face it.
Grabbing a leather strap out of the end table, he attached my right
arm to the high right corner, securing me to the slat of wood. He
did the same to my other arm on the left side. It was awkward to be
facing the platform; I had to pick a side to place my face. Once he
lifted my right leg, I realized that my arms would be bearing a
large portion of my weight. He attached my right leg to the far
right corner, leaving me balancing on my left leg. My body trembled
as he strapped my other leg to the corner.
Oh, this does not seem so bad , I thought at
first. The angle seemed to help distribute my weight so I didn’t
feel the strain.
“ I have a different hoippu for you to
experience tonight,” he said.
“ Huh?” I
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