So I believe I was quite good at this art and confident about my skills. There were two girls who had even became my girl friends for a while (and one...serious one at that) whom I had met online. Going back to my true story – So slowly I started diverting our chat to naughty things, flirting with her, making references to sex. I think she got the hint but was pretending to be innocent. After few days, I can't remember exactly how as this was two years back we ended up having cyber sex.Must say I. I took a quick shower, being careful not to wash any of my pussy jewels off, then re did my make up, and fixed my hair. I ashed John what he wanted me to wear to the club and he told me to put everything I was wearing that night back on. The wrist cuffs, neck collar, leather waist belt, thigh harnesses, ankle cuffs, chain g string, the harness bra, nipple clamps, vinyl tight mini dress, and the high heels. I did as I was told and walked out ready to leave. The whole party gave John props for. " Do you want to take the chance Jay?"Silence."H'mmm," I mused to myself, mulling over the next step. I took offthe belt, removed his ankle restraints and stood him against a wall.His terrified expression moved me to say something comforting."Jay darling, don't be frightened. I'm not going to castrate you...but... Jay, what do you think about while you're dressed andrestrained? What gives you pleasure?" I really don't think about much of anything, the dressing and bondageare what please. By the way, how old were you when you first did the nasty?" Cynthia blushed deeply."I was fourteen years old and afraid of dying a virgin. So sue me." I guess you could just decline my invitation and come by tomorrow." That would just be putting off the inevitable, but Carol and I are going to have a nice long mother-daughter talk about safe sex before tonight. Also, it better be a nice restaurant you're taking us to because I'm ordering steak. I haven't had a steak dinner in ages. And perhaps.