My hot tongue invaded the moist recesses of her mouth and she moaned in pleasure.Through the thin silk of her gown she felt the evidence of my arousal...hard and capacious against her belly and a slow ache began to build deep within her. My work roughened fingers tangled in the mass of honey blonde hair that cascaded down her back in thick, satiny waves. She pressed herself against me, acting on pure instinct. My mouth left hers to burn a trail of fiery kisses down the slender column of her. Are you in any pain?”“No, not really. Some of my muscles are a bit uncomfortable due to the position you have me in.”“Just a necessity for you in order to undergo the ‘carnal control’ you seek.”He stepped out of the light and then came back with two items, a riding crop and a thick, soft blindfold.“I assume you recognize the crop?”“Yes, I have ridden before.”“Good, then you understand about them. This blindfold is rather special. As you can see it is rather thick. It is made from memory foam,. Suzy sat more upright, shoulders back, tits out, not caring about my ogling any more. The dynamics had subtly changed - Suzy had switched.She grabbed my journalist notepad and pencil and started barking BDSM negotiable ( soft ) and non-negotiable ( hard ) limits at me and scribbling down my pathetic answers:. Asphyxiation - no (hard limit),. Harsh beatings - yes (soft limit),Suzy was warming to this task - checking off a long mental list of submissive activity:.. Cunnilingus - obviously,.. “And when I get back, I am going to show you firsthand how to get that gooey stuff.”I nervously put away dinner and locked all of the doors and windows (just to be safe). I slowly walked into the living room where I was greeted by two nine year old girls, smiling away at me. My erection unfortunately had not gone down, and the girls noticed.“Jake,” Sam began, “What’s wrong with your pants?”Oh shit! I thought. Well, I guess this was inevitable. I took a deep breath and told myself there was no.