“Yes, Mistress Alyson.” I picked up the leather hood (with blindfold), nipple-clamps and dildo and finally entered Mistress Alyson’s home. As I ...alked through the open doors they were closed behind me. Instinctively I turned....turning I saw how far I was now in the control of Mistress Alyson...I was instantly filled with panic and submissive arousal. Behind me the patio doors had been closed by another two naked leather-hooded men, their presence had been hidden by the curtains hanging next to. Looking over her shoulder I can see a blurry reflection of her beautiful body in the french windows. Pulling her hair back behind her I gather it into a rough ponytail. Curling my left hand in it I tug on it gently, pulling her head back to me. Reaching around with my right to circle her throat I bite her earlobe and grin, "Don't move."Releasing her, I walk slowly around, admiring her from every angle. At first, she appears shy under my scrutiny then emboldened, her leg out at forty-five. " I murmured.But she shrugged me off and as she slowly regained her composure, saidthickly, "How long has this been going on?"There was nothing else for it. Somehow, I had always known this had tocome one day. "A few years," I confessed. I was crimson, but a sense ofrelief was already flooding through me."A few years!" Yes." Are you gay?" No!" I protested.But there was another even darker secret which I had tried very hard tosuppress: I had never had a bi-sexual experience in my life, but as. "Mr. Tyler's told me a lot about you." Yes." She was unsure what he meant. "Can I get you something to drink?" Vodka. On the rocks."He watched her walk to the kitchenette. She hadn't changed from her office clothes."You're a nice looking woman Felicia."She sounded as if she was unsure how to take the compliment. "Thank you."Felicia stretched to remove the bottle from the cabinet shelf and Hooke murmured as he admired her tight bottom. She looked at him through lowered eye lashes, uncomfortable.