She talked soothingly, telling me if only I would allow her to bind my wrists again, things could go back to how they used to be when we were happy. S...e walked slowly toward me, speaking soothingly of the pleasure she would bring me once I was back in my collar. She really is hypnotic. She pulled my arms gently behind me, and only when I felt the rope begin to encircle my wrists did I break the spell. I jerked my hands from hers and turned to face her. I told her that she was now the one in the. Bradley went straight for the bar, ordering a Beer for himself and a Martini for Trina. Trina stood in the reception line, shaking hands or receiving kisses on the cheek from people she either knew a little, or not at all. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Bradley approaching slowly, greeting the others in the wedding party. Damn he's great looking, Trina thought, feeling a little buzz in her clit as she flashed on a few of their sexual exploits this trip. Finally Bradley reached Trina,. “Play it well and you might get to before the evening’s through,” Gavin said. “But you were about to tell me…”“What? Oh yeah.” He diverted his eyes from the waitress. “The head chef at Renard’s got poached about a month back and they decided to promote from within.” He allowed a moment’s basking in pride.“Which makes you one of the youngest head chefs in the country.”“At what’s still a small restaurant.”“But making a name for itself,” Gavin reminded. “As are you. Fuck modesty, it doesn’t suit. Things did get hot and furious for a bit though. I believe it may have been about the fourth guy, a little into bdsm, but so was she. Not extreme pain though, just enough to keep it exciting. “Like to have your ass spanked while you’re getting fucked.” he asked her. Dropping the cock out of her mouth for a moment she said, “Yes, I do.” Then putting the cock back in her mouth. He stood bit more straight, started smacking her ass, gently at first, then some fair whacks causing Tammy to squirm her.