I lower my head like a surrendering dog and await my master, I hear chains and echoing concoction… next I know my hands feel looser he had released ...he chain link that connected my handcuffed wrists, and ankles, he pulls my hair and I rise, guided like a lost puppy I am pulled several yards “ Stand Still” I freeze and dare not move he lifts my arm and I feel him link my chains he pulls my other across, he pulls my legs out wider yet doesn’t chain my ankles, I now stand in his glory reposition. Just busy as hell.’When we got to the door to our suite the three piece suit was looking out the hall window over the parking lot while making a phone call. I put my finger to my lips for silence from Tonya as we entered the apartment. I went directly to my bedroom to take a shower. I put on clean underwear after my shower. I also put on my last clean pair of jeans. I’m not above wearing a pair of jeans more than once, but I figured it was my chance to get a new pair of jeans on the company’s. Our bodies seemed to light on fire once again as we embraced, this time skin on skin. My chest pressed hard against hers, my mouth moved toward hers, both of are arms wrapped tightly around the other. I became more adventurous with my mouth and hands at the same time. My hands sliding down across her barely covered bottom, squeezing tightly, as my lips slide across her jaw down her neck, biting softly. I could feel her heart beat race, as she moaned and gasped softly. Her response to my touch. The scents that fill the room are simple; candle wax, a breath of perfume (mine? I can't tell), the detergent that was used on the sheets beneath me. The only taste in my mouth is of the light metallic tang of the water I was given, but I can't remember how long ago that was, only that it was welcome as it ran past my lips, soothing my aching throat. And I can feel only the silk of the restraints around my wrist, like the caress of my lover, sharp only if I resist their gentle hold; the.