We entered and she went to freshen up. By then I removed ropes from my bag and kept it on the bed. As she got out, she saw ropes and her face got furi...us and she missed her breath and they got higher. She walked towards me, I held her hand and turned her back on me and blindfolded her. She couldn’t understand anything and her body was trembling. Held her hands back and tied the rope on her wrist tighter. She got frightened but excited. I whispered in her ear “You better obey your master my. I glanced at the screen on my bedside table and saw my friend Dan was calling me. "Hello?" I wasn't sure if I was about to be invited to do something so I tried to sound as sleepy as possible. "Have you started yet?" was Dan's rather confusing response. "What?" "Check your texts and call me back." He hung up and I looked to my phone slightly confused. I found the string of messages between Dan and myself and began to scroll through, slightly horrified. After returning from the pub it seemed I. Whether it was another tiny stretch mark to worry over, or an extra inch around my belly, or just thinking that my once pert round ass was sagging a little, which it really wasn't, I noticed the changes. So I looked at myself and I did look good.And as I mentioned, I'd even sent pictures to my husband, a few snapshots taken every few weeks, dated so he could see me naked, yeah, and if I ever found he was showing them to anyone else, I'd kill him. But Greg wouldn't do that, I knew. He'd just. My glance was more than obvious and I said, “Thank you again for saving me from further embarrassment earlier.” She said, “Don’t thank me too much, part of me wanted to leave it out.” I immediately felt a sudden surge of blood through my body. The heat from that surge mixed with the buzz from all of the beer made me feel a bit dizzy and excited at the same time. I looked her in the eyes and asked “Did you like touching me?” she leaned in close to me and whispered, "Yes." I slipped my arms.