The panties took me back to waking up to the maid knocking. She was not wearing anything else.I admired the rise and fall of her breasts as she slept ...eacefully.I had prepared the ropes and their knots the week before. I was good at research and tying a woman down was a popular Internet subject. I tied the four ropes to her bed carefully. She moved when I looped her wrists and ankles. I waited with my breath held as her body relaxed. The knots would tighten with pulling pressure so her first. .. Opening my eyes, I look at you as I raise my fingers to my mouth and taste your precum. You stroke my clit as I suck my fingers, tasting you... Lost in the sensation, lost in the taste of you, inhibitions lost, I slide under your blanket. I kiss the head of your cock, laving the wetness from your tip. I love the salty taste of you and I open wide and take your head into my mouth. I suck at the tip as I stroke your length up and down. I open wide and slide my mouth down the length of your. Her body had been buzzing with dominant energy for hours; feeding her lust and humming with pleasure. Beth was a sweaty, cum-glazed mess and she was tired beyond measure, but she'd accomplished her goal. Now Alex would be her property once again, at least in part.She propped her head up on one arm and looked over at her thoroughly drained slave. Alex's eyes peered back at her through the holes in his tight leather hood. They betrayed how tired he was but also sparkled with deep gratitude. She. This was unusual, "she never yelled at me before" I thought. Not wanting to anger her further, I threw on my slave outfit, which consisted of leather ankle boots and wrist bands with steel loops attached for restraints, crotchless fishnet stockings with lace trim, black lace and leather panties with zipped crotch, pink leather pleated mini skirt with side split, and a pink leather bustier top with nipple zips. I waited outside in the cold like the obedient slave girl I had become, waiting.