Especially the bondage... that surge of excitement when you give yourself and you are secure and can`t do a thing about changing what is to happen to ...ou is enjoyable, and even being whipped had its effect, though unlike you I couldn’t stand that many strokes, and the high spot, that climax, well that was more intense than I can ever remember …” Her companion smiled then remarked, “I told you didn`t I, I don’t normally have that many strokes, but I wanted Barry to understand, and I must admit. He was tall, about six-two or six-three, slim, darkly tanned from some Mex in his blood, with curly brown hair, a square jaw with a cleft in it, and what looked like a very muscular, if wiry, physique under his skintight sport shirt. He looked over at the break room when the assistant manager pointed in our direction and smiled. His perfect teeth were glaringly white. He had dimples. I immediately creamed my panties.I wasn’t alone. Carmen Sanchez, one of the news assistants, moaned and said, “I. I spun, I wiggled and I humped that pole while I ran my tongue up it. I started skipping around the stage again with my hands behind my head and shaking my tits as I passed each man. I could see I definitely had their attention and the females out there were watching closely too.The music changed to A Whole Lotta Rosie by AC/DC and I just went crazy. I danced my ass off and made love to that pole and it was so erotic I almost forgot why I was up there. It had been a long time since I danced for. I jumped to her touch, my hands flicking behind me in nervous reaction.More by a protective response than obedience to her words. The cuffswere fastened in a professional speedy ease and there I was, before Ieven knew it, with my hands cuffed behind me. She spun me round then,her hands sliding over me as she did so."Kneel sissy." Her lips curled back over her teeth as she spoke.I struggled to the floor and looked up at her. She stood, unzipped hertrousers and pulled them and her white cotton.