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Lady Lex
Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: malesub01, Rating: , Source: xHamster
the soft touch of your hands, to the cold steel of the cage. I hear and feel the lock click shut, and I can’t believe I agreed to this. At all. But there is something deeply arousing about the way you tie the key onto the ribbon around your stocking top, letting it dangle there, ever present at my eye level, like a whispered promise of orgasmic freedom, that may or may not cum true. I forget the dog thing, but catch up quickly when you call me to the pillow. It’s time to present my gift to you, and after I open the box and raise it to you, I sneak a few furtive glances to catch you touching and savoring the work, while drinking in the scent of its genuine leather. It’s against the rules, but I love that I’ve gotten away with that much. The rebel never goes away in me. And though I can’t see them, I can almost feel your eyes sparkling as they see your name in raised bold leather stitching. But the hot swat of the paddle to your palm does make me jump, and I know I have to behave again. I know that I am not safe from this gift, not at all. And you let me know how not safe I am. And oh, God, I’m going to find out right this minute. Fuuuck! I know I will have to go along with it. If nothing else, I am a man of my word, and my word said, you own me for another 58 and half hours or so (but who’s counting?). And owned means owned and ruled. A spanking might be hot. A leather paddle? Fuck. There is something stirring about being told to go face down on the pillow and ass up. But I ...