"Shhh love ... no speaking ... just surrender." I brush the hair from your face and touch your cheek. You know that whatever comes next you have nothi...g to fear from me. I guide you to the bed and a kneeling position in its middle. "Give me your hands." You do ... and I pick up the rope and tie them firmly together. You know I have done this before. I stand on the bed for a moment and pass the other end of the rope through an eye hook in the ceiling drawing tight on the slack and your arms. Normally I treat women with the utmost respect, care and love; but something about Liz and our relationship just brings out the basic animal instincts in me. I won't make her suffer as such, but a little pain and abuse seems to enhance our 'relationship'.Slowly Liz turned and obeyed my instructions as I walked to the end of the settee.What a fucking amazing view greeted me as I finally stood facing Liz's upturned sweat drenched face.Her hair hung into sweat drenched rivulets at the side of her. I was actually getting rather excited even beingin the room with such a mature, strong manly man. Me, now being thishelpless, vulnerable and delicate little thing and this big man obviouslydesiring me. It made me feel even more girlish than i already did. At thatmoment i was completely the girl who wrote that letter and as i feltmyself walking over to this man as elegantly and feminine as i couldmaster, i was olmost in a delicious trance. I felt like a virgin brideabout to meet her strong. When I returned with some drinks, she was being entertained by several of the guys. They were all laughing and joking and I noticed that her legs where slightly apart and her pussy lips could be seen. I handed her the drink and sat in an armchair opposite. I noticed the guy sitting next to her having a sly squeeze of a breast.The guy on the other side of my wife was reaching occasionally across her to get some snacks that were on a side table. As he reached across her with his right arm, his.