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“Good girl” I slidethe other hand to reach for the bundle of rope I’ve left on the table

Slowly, taking my time, as I’ve always liked rope work, Iher wrists and then her ankles until she’s bound, though not completely I like—and crave—to watch her h that she’ll feel restrained and trapped to my desires

Once I tie the final knot on her ankle, I lass of ice cubes I’d prepared earlier fro to her Her breath hitches when I place the glass down on the table and her head turns in that direction I’, but I want the unknown to happen I want the woman who loves control to be completely out of it I want her totally inenough I want to absorb her submission

I’m careful not to make too lass and place the tip intothe ice cube across her lip, giving her a taste of what’s to co her lips

“More?” I ask again

“Please,” she whispers, flicking out her tongue

The begging nature of her voice wrecksmy control I flick openthe ice down the center of her chest and swirl it over each nipple, causing a harsher moan

Not allowing the high to fade, I drop the ice back into the glass and then I lick up the droplets of water left on her flesh, blazing heat across the icy path But I’m not nearly done with her, not even close

“More?” I ask

“More,” she breathes

Her chest is falling and rising rapidly when I reach for a leather crop that has a round-tip, black-glass dildo instead of a handle When I drag the leather down one of her arly hit

Perfection

I drag the crop from her arm, over the curve of her breast, down her sto, and just as she inhales, I sainst her swollen clit She ain into the sensation

Deterher, I walk around her, tapping her flesh as I do, her thighs, her nipples, her sex; I don’t stop until her breathing beco a little Then I slide the cool glass dildo of the crop against her skin, and her soft, eager roin

I reach for a fresh ice cube and insert it into lass dildo down her body and lean over her in the sa it over her clit to introduce her to the sensation She shivers beneath me, and then I don’t stop