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to let go. But really, what woman doesn’t chemistry between us ignited like a barge and reciprocal. But instead, John was very
want to have a man totally take charge of fireworks. Our connection was so hot stiff and stern.
sometimes? The fantasy of being totally that our age difference didn’t even make “Claire, you answered the door nearly
restrained was quickly draining my supply me self-conscious—even when Angela naked!”
of batteries. and my other friends later asked me how “Well I thought—”
My ex-husband was a passive man it felt to be the “older woman.” Jeez, what “No, Claire. You didn’t think at all. You’re
in bed, and in retrospect, I see what a jealous bitches! a naughty, impulsive brat! Anyone could
disaster that was for someone like me, John was only 29 when we first met, but have been at the door!”
who is already naturally submissive. If no he was already an up-and-coming tech My pulse started racing. “I wanted to
one ultimately ever takes charge, well, sex executive. Prior to meeting me, he’d gotten surprise you…”
is as boring as watching paint dry. quite the kink education, courtesy of many “You need to be taught a lesson!”
As I trawled through the web, seeing global trips for business and pleasure. He The words flipped a switch inside me,
various porn tube videos and websites, vividly described British spankings, risqué and I suddenly felt free enough to engage
I wondered, “How do you even ask Parisian dungeons, a visit to the red-light in the role-playing game he’d laid out for us.
someone if they do that? Is this what district in the Netherlands—where he “Please, I promise I’ll never do it again,” I
people ask about on dates, instead of stayed at the B&B of the Happy Hooker beseeched.
religion or politics? How do you find a herself—and private lessons in kinbaku, John grabbed me and pinned my arms
great guy who is otherwise normal and not traditional Japanese rope bondage. behind my back with one big, strong hand.
scary, but who can give you that rush and Of course, no one could ever guess “You’d better watch it, baby. Because
release?” he had such a dirty mind—not even my if you do that again, I’m going to have
In between searches, I took to prying friends. He was the epitome of to punish you.” He pinched my nipples
masturbating while wearing the blindfold. Prince Charming, with dark hair, a toned through the thin lace with the fingers of his
The darkness made it easier to pretend that swimmer’s physique and piercing blue free hand.
someone else was “forcing” me to climax. eyes, not unlike my own. He easily enticed I moaned and squirmed, but he held
Luckily, I didn’t have to pretend for very all of my repressed urges out of hiding. His me firm.
long. I soon stumbled across a fetish social depth of sexual knowledge and maturity “If this is how you’re going to behave,
networking site, with lots of information on made me feel both safe and desired—and Claire, you leave me with no choice.”
BDSM—and the potential to meet local eager to get nasty. Letting me go, he turned and opened
partners. Since my adventures on more Still, John insisted we wait at least three his briefcase, pulling out a length of white
popular dating apps were going nowhere, dates in order to develop a rapport, and cotton rope. “Hold out your hands in front
I figured I’d give it a shot. In any case, the make sure playing together would be both of you.”
prospect of having such a nasty secret life fun and mutual. Before he came over to I obeyed, feeling my pussy quiver with
that none of my prim and proper friends my place, we went over my hard limits and anticipation as he doubled up the rope
knew about was delicious, and in a few decided on a safeword (vanilla) in case and expertly tied two single column knots
clicks, I’d signed up and got an invite to a anything became too intense. I didn’t think around my wrists.
mixer at a nearby bar. I’d need to use it—and I was right. “Now, that’s a start. Come with me,” he
That’s how I met John, my current On that fateful night, I greeted him at ordered with a hard spank on the ass that
husband—talk about the “ties that bind!” the door wearing only a sheer lace teddy. pushed me forward helplessly and made
When John and I met at the party, the I kissed him and expected him to be warm me yelp in shocked surprise.

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