Mistress smiled at her and sat up, letting Mary stare at the perfection of her body. The beautiful face, slender, strong arms, large proud breasts sta...ding out from her body, and a flat, muscular stomach. “Give me your arms,” commanded Mistress, and Mary stretched her arms over her head, delighting in what she knew was to come. She offered her wrists eagerly as Mistress fastened the leather restraints that hung from a metal bar set horizontally into the solid oak headboard. Lying on her back,. ”I was out of my mind with lust, I just wanted to cum so bad, the sensations of Her stroking were so intense, but the stroke was so slow it just kept me on the edge.“You have permission to beg now slut, I want to hear you beg me to let you cum.”I started begging like crazy, I was totally gone, and Her slow stroking of just the head of my cock had me insane. I struggled, trying to pump my dick faster in Her hand but the bondage was too tight and She just kept up that maddeningly slow steady. As the warm weeks of summer wore on, the coffee shop would become quieter as more people left for vacations. I would also find myself lingering in the shop longer and Sam would spend more time with me chatting and sharing the stories of her life. We had got to a comfortable point in our association where I was telling her of my marriage and she would listen intently and carefully ask me the details about the relationship I had with my wife. I sensed where all this was going and I could see that. Without resisting, I repeated running my finger down her body, this time along her side, down to her leg. To my sudden surprise, I looked up to see her eyes open looking downward at my shorts, the bulge was very obvious, and my actions towards her suggested my sexual intentions. With my heart pounding, I placed my hand on her shoulder. Her eyes slowly raised themselves to meet mine. I had no idea what she was thinking.She placed her hand on my chest. I removed my hand thinking she meant for me.