We finished her run together, and as we passed my house I asked her if she could mail me the details. She said yes, hesitated, and then asked me if I'... like to follow her home now and stay while she looked. I tried to decline but she insisted and I relented. We got to her house and she offered me a beer while she opened up her laptop to search for the presentation. We were both dripping sweat and I told her that I didn't want to be the reason why she destroyed her computer by dripping sweat all. I pushed Cyra face down on the mattress and rolled her onto her back. I placed my hands on either side of her shoulders and stared into the fire in her big, beautiful, hungry, brown eyes. I know who she is. I’ve only just met her but; I know who she is and what she’s in search of. It’s not about the submission for Cyra. It’s not about the coercion or the pain or the pleasure. She hungers to be made to surrender to a lover. To surrender everything she is, her thoughts, her body, and her needs.. " Lindsay was holding out a black corset, which sent a shiver of excitement down his spine and, before he even thought that he really should be objecting to the garment, he was raising his arms so they could wrap it around him. There was a surge of exhilaration running through him like one he'd never experienced before. It was as though he was having an orgasm - not the mind-blowing-but-over-in-five-seconds type, which was his norm, but one where the excitement continued for minute after. "You tell me they aren't loving smacking their naked bellies together like that?"Karen couldn't speak with the complexity of emotions filling her. Love, jealousy, anger, desire, all were creating the turmoil in her nervously throbbing stomach! Steve... she could hardly believe it... yet, why not? Was he any less human than she... ? God, she'd never seen him make love so beautifully... and the way he had her girlfriend's whole body twitching and writhing like a whore beneath him... !"Now you can.