‘I bet you’d love that wouldn’t you, sugar?’ He reached across the table and lifted my chin. ‘For me to hurt you.’ He said quietly. Lookin... into his eyes, there was only one thing I could say. ‘Yes, sir.’ He jerked me by the wrist out of my chair on his way to the back of the restaurant. ‘Let’s go now.’ He growled and pulled me through the tables. We took a left at a dead end into a long hallway. He opened the last door on the left and pulled me through it. It was a spacious, classically. Gaining access to her mound, I cupped it with my hand and gripped it strongly until my middle finger slipped into her slit. She was beginning to get wet, so I found her clit and rubbed my finger in a circular motion around her little knob.“Ohhh,” she moaned as she pushed her hips up to increase the pressure on her pussy. I continued to rub her clit until she started actively humping my hand.“Would you like me to kiss you here?” I asked as I applied pressure to her clit.“Yesss,” she. These thighs tapered down to very beautiful calves which were encased in highly polished leather-boots. As I was not sure what kind of admiration Alina meant with her tricky question, I didn't know how to answer. But the longer her eyes lingered on me the more uncomfortable I grew with this unpleasant question."Well, the boots really accentuate your beautiful legs and I think that look seriously sexy in them. But I'm even more captivated by the women whose feet are inside the boots." I managed. He ran his hands slowly over my body. I could hear his breath getting louder and more labored as he reached up above the rack and unchained my wrists from each other. Taking me by the hands he lead me slowly, blindfolded over to the waiting ropes and the bed. He laid me across the width of the bed, feet on one side, head on the other. He slipped the rope thru each of the metal hoops on my wrist restraints. As I lay there blindfolded and nearly helpless, I was already breathing hard. Wild.