In my regular life, I don't like to be controlled in the sense that my significant other holds things over me or manipulates me, but in bed I like for...someone else to have control.McKayla was always the dominant one in our sex life. I never minded because she had earned my trust. When she put a blindfold on me or tied me down, I never felt fear, or that I was going to be abused. There were so many things in McKayla's life that were bigger than she was—the Huntington's Disease for one, and later. Her wrists were still cuffed behind her and her hands forced into fists by the tight leather bags enveloping each. She used her balled hands to help her balance as she tried to take the strain off her collar. The young blonde had always been afraid of being strangled and the way she was bound elevated those fears. Lastly, her nips were numb from the chrome clamps that still adorned them.At the creak of the door opening, her whole body tensed. The man appeared holding bulging plastic bag and. Sitting up i apologized and she said ‘no need to baby, im fine with what you did. its your first time and you are obviously curious and wanted to know. which i am fine with you holding my breasts.’ she reached down and picked up my hand and placed againtst her breast. holding it in place with one hand and the other rubbing my thigh. i rubbed my hand against her breast and slowly i moved onto herm staddling her so i was sat on her legs with my legs wrapped around her, i squeezed and rubbed all i. "These will last a long time and will keep your feet dry." I told them handing each girl a pair.They inspected their new gifts and Sheel commented, "The bottoms are very hard and made of a material I'm not familiar with. They look much stronger than anything I've ever seen before, and they'll cover us all the way up to our knees. Thank you Dac." Yes, thank you Dac." Roya said gratefully as she replaced her old moccasins with the new ones and paraded around in them.After getting a feel for their.