” he voiced, having just seen this fantasy girl complete one of his all-time fantasies. Without swallowing the last bit, she lifted herself up from ...er kneeling position and, bending at the waist, kissed him hoping he would taste the remnants of what he had deposited in her mouth a few moments earlier. He could but he didn't want to let on. He wasn't sure she was doing it on purpose so didn't want to push it. In the mirrored fireplace he caught a glimpse of her sexy bum, looking incredibly pert. She still wore her lace bra and thong and he hooked his finger under the strap feeling her warm skin. Her breath hitched in her throat and he trailed his finger down her waist feeling the shivers chase themselves across her skin. He knelt in front of her and ran his hands down her legs. He tightened identical cuffs around each of her ankles and pulled the chain over to the beams. She had to spread her legs so he could attached the end of the chains to the hooks at the bottom of the beams and. " I tried to smile and shake my nervousness. Christie put her little hand on top of mine and winked. "No need to be nervous hon, we understand." I thought she was just being sarcastic at first. I mean, let's face it, even the most mainstream fetishes are not widely accepted. Mark read my emotions as they ran across my face. "Steven, man, calm down. What Christie is trying to tell you is that we throw those parties. I've even had a photographer there several times for photo shoots." I about fell. "All of a sudden I'm the big bad wolf."I told her what Mum had said while we drank our tea. She got up and picked the tray up to take it back into the kitchen."If you're the big bad wolf, Micky?" she giggled and bent forward to put her lips close to my ear, "does that mean you're going to eat me?"CLANG, That was just my jaw hitting the floor.He came downstairs, as dapper as ever, and rang for a taxi,"Has Samantha showed you your room, Micky?" But the twinkle in his eyes told me he knew I.