It was the laughable loose knots he had tied both my wrists up with
"Anytime you want to move, DONT. Is this understood?"
A look away nod closed the deal. He's standing beside me, looking down
with his arms crossed.
Last adventure he left me for 2 hours and returned with another..
but thats neither here nor there.

It was this new surprise with the loose knots
I couldnt understand my role in this twisted delicious game.
Cant ask Cant move, aint tHis position familiar.
His Fornasetti Apollo silk tie and shiny shoes were still on
"I want you to listen..."
He sits next to me and watches my body flow towards
his as if magnates are meeting.
and I looked vulnerable this way. For the first time I felt it too. in my belly.

"this is not a game. You dont require thought. You are, for all of my time,
Mine. Your body is obviously mine..." as he 5 fingered F**K traced my body. The old tan lines, slowly.
"Close your eyes... and even more then you think, I also own your mind, which is hard for you to accept. You are here because I chose you and you willing came, to me."
He then bent down, I could feel his weight coming towards me, he kisses me on tip and touches me down there.
My body contracts. Involuntarily. My arm got loose, heading towards him and out of no where his hand slams mine into the head board.
He's now very close to my face, I'm breathing heavy, flushed.
Still holding my hand firmly on the head board,
he knows- he goes "mmmm, youre such a good girl."

It's a game and not a game and a game.

"The suspense is unbearable, I hope it lasts." --Willy Wonka