I visualised myself pleasing James by fucking Malissa with a big yellow banana strap-on dildo; and she loved it.The following day I rang James for a w...ek-end rendezvous at his place.I had James in a predicament; well in bondage actually.I’d emerged after dinner, dressed in an outfit of matching bra-top, hot-pants and arm-lenth gloves and told James I had a bondage session in store for him; he glowed with enthusiasm.Our previous ventures had been playful stuff; blindfolds, restraints, butt-plug. It contains a pair of long black gloves with silver rings at the wrists and elbows, and the sluttiest pair of heels I have ever seen, nothing else. I rush to complete the tasks required of me, yet when I’m done, I hesitate before opening the door. I take a deep breath and compose myself, trying to slow down the jackhammer which is my heartbeat. Then I open the door to present myself to my Owner. He walks around me, naked, erect, nodding admiringly, then He lifts my braid and inspects it. In and out of one twin, while the other held me close from behind, pulling out all the way, then back in to his small patch of tickling hairs, and out again. I could feel the pressure rising in all of us. Beads of sweat formed on Sams forehead and chest. He was lost as I brushed his prostate. For a second, I wondered if he knew what was causing that feeling of painful pleasure racking his body. My hair was damp when I ran my hand through it, pushing it out of my face. My heart was pounding, and. I continued to struggle against my restraints, but it was more from joy than the fright I had experienced earlier. A minute later, as the blows continued to land, a buzzing sound reached my ears and I hoped that it didn't signal the end of my training. Instead, I heard a woman's voice answer so it must have been a phone coming to life. There were a few moments of silence as my ass began to sting, before the woman spoke again."Don't worry. It's coming."The regular routine of smacks ended and I.