Handcuffs and tying you up and stuff?"Amanda laughed. "No silly. Rob isn't that way at all. He just has this way about him where he can take over your...thoughts and control your mind. " So you were submissive to him?" Yes. Rob liked it that way. He never forced me to do anything. You have to want it. It's hard to explain how Rob uses these techniques. I mean. He started out slowly and explained in detail how and what he'd like me to do. I guess you could say he brought things out of me that were. My mind is lost to the intense pain flaring in sharp waves through me. Drooling from behind the gag of my stockings, eyes glazed as I struggle even to take a breath. His palms light a fire from my ass to my shoulders. Rough fingers curling against my cheek, yanking the gag from between my lips and turning my head to the side in one swift tug. The sound of his flesh slapping against mine and my sobs fill the room. Then his deep voice is filling my ear, ‘Now tell me who you belong to little. "I'll take the sofa." No," I sighed, eyeing his threadbare sofa that had probably seen some pretty disgusting stuff. "I'll take the sofa. It's your place." "Nina, just take the fucking bed."My head was playing tricks on me because suddenly I was very fixated on his wet pink lips and the way they moved to say "Nina" and "fuck". He must have said a few more things because he snapped his fingers in front of my face and brought me back to the conversation. "What?" I asked dazedly, trying not to. She kept looking at me and her smile said it all. She had that unmistakable “Fuck me tonight” look on her face and I was planning on doing just that. It just so happened that one of the few seats still empty after the start of the show was a stool next to me. A couple came in a bit over dressed. He was wearing a suite with a banded collar shirt and she was wearing a short black cocktail dress. They were and average looking couple. She was a bit on the large side in all departments but no.