”“Oh,” she said. Then she raised her knees slightly and opened her legs wide before adding, “Then I am yours to command or control or whatever... Just be gentle and loving.”“I will,” I said as a lay alongside her playing with her body. She was young and beautiful and eager and I was rock hard and ready, but I had promised her we would go slow and gentle.Biology has its own speedometer and timer and it wasn’t too long before she was undulating on the bed and lifting herself up towards my hands. We played with rope for a few years and progressed into gags, nipple torture, spanking, whipping, suspension, dildoes and various forms of humiliation and other forms of B&D. Magazines had also come a long way from rag sheets to glossy covers and full colour pages. It was through those magazines that the both of us started to meet with others of the same interest. However the people we met were not yet a evolved into the scene as we were.After five or six years being into B&D my interest. "That was the last thing I remembered, until I heard her say"3-2-1, you're now awake." I felt like I had gotten a fullnight's sleep, and was wide awake, and I saw Carol waking up,looking the same way. I mentioned this to Dr. Welles, and shelaughed, saying that she had given us a post-hypnotic suggestionthat we should feel that way, "as an extra, no-cost bonus." Sheexplained that we were both ideal candidates, having fallen intoa deep trance with no difficulties whatever. She handed us eacha. Through my blurry eyes I saw Jason jump out of the truck and start running toward me. Jason sk**ded to a stop in the gravel and grabbed both of my arms. “Kristy, where have you been. Why didn’t you answer me?”“Take me home.”“Kris…”“Now! Take me home now and don’t say a fucking word to me.”The moment I got in the truck I turned the music up and pulled my knees up to my chest. I rested my head on my knees and the evening ran through my mind over and over again. The signs. Me telling my boyfriend.