I don’t want pain, but I don’t want to be totally comfortable either, do you see what I mean?”“I think so” I said standing. I waved the padd...d cuffs over her eyes. “I want you to watch what I do, but you are not to say a word unless the word is ‘stop’, if you say stop, we stop. Nod if you understand.” She nodded and I pulled her up to the top of the bed. With cuffs and rope I tied her arms to the corners of the headboard. The second set of cuffs went above her knees, I pulled her legs up to her. Minutes tick by, then an hour. My arms ache, my legs are going numb, and I am trembling all over. I know this is a test. One of many I will endure at His hands. And I will not fail. Another hour passes before I hear the key in the lock. He closes the door and turns on every light in the room, the better to inspect His prize. He walks slowly around me, stopping every now and then to touch my hair, rub His thumb across my lips, cup my breast in His hand to test the weight of it. He pulls. He was very big; at least 6 feet 2 inches tall, and he must have weighed 220 pounds. Blue eyes and sandy blond hair topped a handsome face with a ruddy complexion. He wore a white shirt - with a tie, no less! - and black slacks, with a beautiful black leather coat. He wore brilliantly shined shoes, and was faintly smiling at me.My nipples chose that moment to misbehave, and Kitty got into the act as well - she started purring.I took a deep breath and said, "Sure. What do you need?" I have. Looking at the ominous box you too were curious to what's inside. "Oh!" Said Gina, "They better not be for me" jested Audrey. "What have you ordered that for?" Quized mom. In your hands were a peculiar pair of shades. It had to be some mistake, you would never order these, even if you were intoxicated at the PC!You let them know, it must be some kind of error, and you will look at returning them. "I don't understand you sometimes Brett" snubbed mom, as she continued to make the coffee. "What a.