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Until I experienced it, I could never have imagined how difficult it is to climb a flight of stairs while crawling on all fours.When you removed your belt and once more looped it around my neck, it felt like coming home.* I couldn?t help myself; I smiled happily up at you and breathed, ?Thank you, Sir.?* I was prepared for you to urge me to my feet again, to lead me wherever you wanted to go.* But when you gently tugged me forward onto my hands and knees I astonished myself by groaning with arousal, unbelievable so soon after my overwhelming orgasm.* Why do I love it so much when you treat me like your possession and make me do things like that?You made me wait while you tucked your cock away and zipped and fastened your pants.* Then, holding the end of my ?leash? casually in one hand, you started across the living room, knowing that I would follow you.Following you through the streets at the end of your tether had been incredibly exciting, but somehow the humiliation of crawling after you on all fours again, as if I were nothing more than a dog being taken for a walk, shook me to my core, Sir.* If you had told me to do so, I would have barked and wagged my tail for you, Sir.Thank you for your patience when we began climbing the stairs, Sir.* You climbed up a few steps and then, when you felt me hesitate, Esenyurt escort (http://esenyurt.t2bro.net) you stopped and turned and waited for me to figure it out.* It was incredibly awkward and even more humiliating than simply crawling after you on the floor.* I loved it, Sir.You led me into your bedroom, Sir.* You lit a single candle on your bedside table and then wrapped the end of my leash around one of the bedposts.* Then you simply said, ?Stay,? and left me there.* I heard you walking down the stairs and after a moment I thought I heard a plastic bag being rustled.* Then nothing.I waited on all fours.* I looked around the room a little bit, taking in its simple elegance.* But I did not move, not one inch.* I simply waited, quivering with anticipation.A little while later I heard you climbing the stairs again.* I was breathing so heavily that my mouth was hanging open.* What more could you possibly do with me?It didn?t take me more than a moment to figure out exactly what more you could do with me when you entered the room again and I saw the coils of rope dangling from your hand: the same ones you had used to tie me to my desk.**And I?m sure you recall, Sir, how the very sight of you and what you were carrying, seen from my position on all fours and leashed to the bed, and the knowledge of Etiler escort bayan (http://etiler.t2bro.net) what you were about to do with me, caused me to literally shake and start to hyperventilate as another orgasm rose up from between my legs and threatened to overwhelm me.How quickly you reacted, Sir!* You dropped the rope to the floor as you quickly knelt in front of me and seized me once again by my hair, pulling my head up and, seeing that I was about to lose control, slapped my face lightly, once on each cheek, as you commanded me, without words, to stop.At first your actions nearly had the opposite effect from what you intended, Sir: the way you took control of me, the stinging pain of your slaps and above all the intensity of your gaze nearly drove me over the edge.* But I borrowed some of your strength and fought down the orgasm, even as I cried out, ?Oh!* Oh!* Oh!? over and over.* It was so hard, Sir!* I don?t think I?ve ever wanted anything as badly as I wanted to come right then.**Except to please you, Sir.And at last I succeeded, Sir, even though I collapsed to the floor again, completely wrung out by the effort.* I may even have passed out for a moment.* In fact, I think I must have, because the next thing I knew you were lifting me off the floor in your arms and gently laying Escort Eyüp (http://eyup.t2bro.net) me down on your bed.Even in my dazed condition I felt you kissing me on the forehead and heard you whisper, ?Good girl?.* The room was dark, so I don?t know whether you were able to see the proud smile on my face, but it was there.It felt so wonderful to just lie there as you gently removed my poor, abused panties and hung them from one of the bedposts before retrieving the lengths of rope from the floor, positioning my now-naked body like a starfish - legs spread wide, arms outstretched over my head on either side of me - before beginning to tie each of my limbs to one of the bedposts.* I had to fight so hard not to writhe, Sir, and to remain silent, while you immobilized me, though I know a few whimpers escaped from between my lips.And when all the knots were tied to your satisfaction, and my arms and legs stretched almost painfully wide, leaving me completely exposed to your gaze, you did the worst possible thing:Nothing.You stood at the foot of the bed, gazing down at me as if I were some kind of exhibit in a museum.At first I wanted to scream in frustration.* I wanted desperately to somehow sit up, grab you by the arms and pull you down on top of me.* But then I realized that of course my inability to do so was exactly the point, and my gift to you.* So I met your gaze and, without words, offered you everything: my panting, open mouth; my erect nipples and my gaping, dripping pussy; my arousal and my helplessness.* I offered my complete and utter submission to your will, Sir. * I offered my very self as your possession.