I even thought those who were into such kink were deviants. Then one night I found myself at the sexual mercy of a man, and I loved every second of wh...t he did to me.I was barely 20 years old at the time. I enjoyed going out and partying, so I worked as a bartender. One Monday night tending bar it was quiet, the bar and town were dead really. I had only one guy there for a few hours, his name was Zachary. We hung out talking,doing some shots, and flirting heavily. He was 27, cute, funny, and I. ” I began, struggling to sit up, “you know I write books?”She admitted, “I eavesdropped. And I heard you tell my father. You have such a manly voice.” And she gave me an enigmatic smile.Her fingers touched my lips, “No talk for a moment.” Her head moved closer. Oh, those narrowed, sensuous eyes, “May I kiss you?”I had never been anything but the instigator with any of the women who have passed through my life, and there had been no one since Rita. “But I’ve only just met you.”How weak was. Another note read, You’re almost there! Leave your pants and socks on the chair.Jason stripped to his briefs. The string led to the master bedroom doorknob. Carrying the bottle and glasses he opened the door and stepped inside.Aja reclined atop her bed, her back supported by pillows propped against the headboard. The lights were out but scented candles were burning on her nightstands. A portable radio softly played WNLX-FM. She was wearing a diaphanous white peignoir set -- a bra and G-string. He looked at her, “So are you going to help? I have both clickers set up in here, but it’s hard to do this by myself. My damn assistant only turns up when he feels like it.”“Send me a message Master...”“Oh, oh, just John will do,” he said wiping his hand on his coat before sticking out his hand. Prue shook his hand and said, “I’m Prue, nice to meet you, John. I have a feeling we are going to become very good friends.”“Ah yes, good, good. Okay let’s do this,” John walked over to the other side.