It was exciting seeing another man look at me as a woman. Julianne said that it was my turn to get tied now and that I was going to be tied to a lar...e pillar in the entry way of her house. I had seen pictures of her tied to it but I had never been tied to it before. It is marble and maybe two feet in diameter. Julianne explained how she wanted to do it. She wanted my hands over my head and then tie my wrists so that one was around one side of the pillar and the other wrists around the other. ‘I will be here at midnight sharp. Have a great time.’ Her hand was once more on mine. ‘Thank you very much Michael, I will.’ She walked, with that graceful walk of hers, along the carpet, her path highlighted by dozens of flash guns from the assembled paparazzi. ‘Wow!’ It was the doorman that I had beaten to the door, his mouth wide open. ‘Yeah, wow.’ I said as I walked back to my side of the car and drove off. ‘Wow.’ I repeated several times as I headed back to our base for a cup of coffee. She walked around in front of me and pressed the crop against my lips. I kissed it fervently, then began licking and caressing it with my tongue. If showing my submission to that instrument of discipline would mollify my mistress, then I would show it as best as I knew how. Cristina smiled, no doubt amused at the eagerness of her new slave girl, perhaps wondering if she would bring the same desperation and passion to all forms of service and submission."I'm just going to leave you here for a. I said not at all to which she said she is tired and needs rest. IT was my turn to sit in shock and she was lying down in three seater with her eyes closed. I waited for some time and put my hand to at least touch her, it straightaway landed on her stomach, and I kept my fingers and started to feel her navel going inside in circular way with a finger and occasionally touching her entire stomach with my palm. The bus somehow entered a rough patch when my hand slipped and went down to her mound.I.