I seem to lose all sense of what is around me, the only thing that exists is what I’m doing and what is being done to me. It’s a very freeing sta...e, and I think that this is the reward that many those in BDSM seek.He slowly tied the other end of each rope to a corner of the bed, I heard him say softly “It really is too bad this isn’t a four poster bed, but we’ll make due” and I let his words create an image in my mind of four columns of wood, the kind with the ball on the top. He made sure. Anyway, when she could, she allowed the dog a couple of hours of freedom in the walled backyard of the apartment building where he could get some measure of exercise.For a while, Carol strolled along the cinder paths, waiting while Sultan sniffed and examined certain poles, bushes, and trees, until finally they found an empty bench in the shade and she sat down. Sultan saw them first, the other harnessed German shepherd immediately drawing his attention. The dark glasses and type of leash made. The blinds had been pulled. Nausea and a headache captured him. He felt for another body but found only tangled sheets and a cold pillow. He reached down to his loins which burned with soreness. And then he remembered what had happened. He saw images: his wife below him. Was she screaming? Her arms fought like nervous tentacles. He felt a burning on his face. Scratches still bled. He ran his hand across the sheets and touched areas of perspiration. The sheets were stained with blood. He tried. Aubrie closed her eyes and caught her breath,keeping back the moan that was trying to escape her body. "I wanna find that spot that makes you scream" he hissed into her ultra sensitive ears. She leaned on him a little and let out a moan."You better get back to work Zaire!" Aubrie told him as she stepped away from his hungry body."Aubrie comere!" He said taking her arm and slightly pulled her back to him."Your always trying to avoid things Aubrie. I know them panties are wet right now" Zaire.