It’s well past time to let go of the old me.I feel myself grinning like a madman. “Are you sure?”His face goes slack with surprise. Then, he gri...s, too. “Yes.” He grabs my face and pulls me down into another kiss. “Gods, yes. I want this.”Any reservation I might have had is gone. I drag my hands down his arms, my palms rough and calloused against his soft skin. Then I grab him around the middle and lift him with an ease that almost surprises even myself, but I’ve carried newborn calves heavier. Working one handed I slip the end of thechain at my wrists through the locks above and thenwith two final clicks I am bound spread-eagle in thecloset doorway of my Mistresses bedroom. Now I can onlywait for her to come home and release me to myservitude. I shudder with anticipation.Time passes. In the darkness behind the blindfold I canonly wait and savour my helplessness. From the arch ofmy feet in their high heels, to the butt plug deep within I am only an instrument of my Mistresses. And she had dark brown colored hair which enhanced her sexiness. We even fought with each other a lot and often while fighting my elbow used to touch her boobs but she never reacted to it and quite a number of times even her palm touched my dick accidentally.I used to get excited by these and had an erection due to it.One day we were watching TV and i switched on WWE which she did not like but i loved it.She was fighting for he remote and when i sat over it and she was not able to recover it,. But every time Thomas interrupted us. He was in a real pesky mood. I ignored him for a long time. But the group was really growing tired of him. "Thomas Wiersema! This is your last warning; Act normally or your getting two hits. Me hitting you, and you hitting the ground. Understood! I don't warn anymore.", I said furiously. The group looked at me in surprise for a moment, because this was not the Robert they normally knew. Earlier I would have gone home a long time ago, so as to avoid the.