I waited expectantly for my bedroom door to open. I heard the toilet flush and seconds later the door opened.“You still awake or did I wake you up?�...�“No, I just lay down when I heard you come in.”“I didn’t plan to get back so late. I sorta lost track of time.”He began undressing and as usual, I watched intently. When he was down to his boxers he picked up the folded bundle of blankets with which he had made his unused bed on the floor the previous night. He paused and looked at me.“You want me. "On to business, now. To refresh your memories, I will review the history of the issue about which we meet tonight. When we began this undertaking - our unilateral declaration of war upon the Sa'arm - we needed pilots for our warships. Many young men volunteered to do the job, but few were qualified."Those who were qualified, had rational concerns about how such work would affect life and family. While the purpose was honorable and heroic, the process would be protracted, lonely and boring, and. ” Sally laughed. “So, we have an open time slot right now for another shoot, if you are interested. This is kind of a speciality photo set for a client.”“Yeah, sure,” Sally responded with a big grin. It was if Griff had read her mind.“Well, before you say ‘yes’, I better explain. This is a soft-core bondage scene, so you would be naked and restrained. Not much different from the nude stuff you just did, except you would be tied up.” She paused, still listening. “If you like, we can look. And more tender. I forget the garden, the neighbors, that I’m outside and my world shrinks to my glowing, throbbing cheeks and his hand. He stops, running his hand over my cheeks. Slips two fingers rudely into my pussy. Fuck I’m close to coming. “Please,” I beg. He chuckles. “Oh, I don’t think so. You’ve been way too naughty.” His fingers pull away. “Is that enough? Or do you deserve more?” I close my eyes, thinking hard. Does he mean the belt? Or more with his hand? What do I deserve? And what.