I looked around and saw that both my arms and legs had been tied to the posts. I felt a cold breeze on my body. Oh crap, Im naked! I looked around to ...ee I was in Alexs room. I cried out Alex! Alex this isnt cool! Let me go you freak! From the dark corner of the room I heard a deep dark voice. That is not my name to you. Alex stepped out of the shadows, revealing that he was wearing only a red silk robe. What is going on here? I thought this is what you wanted, to be tied to a bed and treated. Stops moving with you & just looks at you With a hunger that nothing can satisfy A thirst oceans can't touch & you let out a single Low But earnest Moan... A moan you've held back your whole life A moan from unspoken desires Unexplored depths of feelings Unanswered hopes About curves and hips Soft lips & Beautiful kisses & she knows she has you In that moment... She is yours In that moan You let your guard down & she. Even when my Goddess used words like ‘spunk’ or talked about me cumming in my pants, I couldn’t use those words. What a plonker, you’ll be thinking, and I think it too. I mean, my emails and Explicit Messages in advance of the Session spelt out what I dreamed would happen, as did the worship sheet I gave them at the start of the Session – their pics in this studio and the cartoon of me ogling them and spunk running down my trousers. The months came and went as I agonised over asking for the. Meinem Unterleib. Wie sie dastand, ich sie beobachten konnte, ohne dass sie mich sehen konnte. Wie siezappelte. Wie ihr blankerBauch hervorlugte. Wei? und straff. Ich konnte ihreMuskeln sehen unter der Haut. ?ber der kleinen W?lbung ihres Bauches. Ihrebreiten H?ften bewegten sich zappelig, aber auch baucht?nzerinnengleich imKampf mit dem Kleidungsst?ck. Sie war sehr gut in Form, und sie wusste dasauch. Wenn sie sich auch immer beschwerte, dass sie H?ften wie einBrauereipferd hatte und einen zu.