Now, I Will give a brief summary of how my life transformed into one of servitude. Most would think that I was coerced or forced in someway, maybe eve... hypnosis had a hand. None of that is true, as I stated in the first sentence of this story, this was all my own self indulgence. It all started about a year ago, I went out with my new friend Claire, the woman who would later become my Mistress. We had been drinking and having a grand old time, we got quite a bit drunk and decided to head to my. "Hi!" I stated crisply, deciding to mess with secret agent man'smind by pretending that he'd gotten an answering machine. "Jordan is busybashing her head against the wall at the moment. But if you leave amessage and your number, I'm sure she'll get back to you as soon as shereturns from joining the Foreign Legion."From the other end I could hear Aaron chuckle. I hadn't meant for mylittle retort to be amusing, but that was how Aaron took it. "Cute, verycute," he replied."Well, I'm glad you found. She began stroking my hard cock. When she was again moaning in pleasure, I slid my left hand back down to her pussy. She still had her legs spread wide and her pussy was wet and accepting of my first finger. She was so aroused I don’t think she even realized when I inserted a second finger into her pussy. I wanted to help prepare her for my cock’s invasion soon to come.When she again began rocking her pelvis in response to the stimulation her pussy was receiving, I rolled over her. In subtle ways, I let you know that I wanted you. As much as you wanted me, or so you thought. That's why I let you finger me at the bar. That's why I dropped to my knees in the elevator, getting you ready. That's why you brought me here, to your room. And,that's why you let me use your own necktie to bind your hands to the headboard.In spite of your brave face, I can sense a little apprehension as my cunt begins to squeeze your cock. "Something wrong, Harry?" I ask.You look up into my piercing.