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At last, he's finished his deviantly sultry speech. He has her standing, feet on the floor, almost naked, neck pulled back, heels up on the treadmills. Her nipples have hardened and the canores of her gently glowing nipples are tingling in the cool air. The cordio cordio still has her in a deep trance - she can only see ideas and colors - so she hesitates, she jumps, she stifles a giggle, she bows her head, she does not say anything. He lowers his head a bit, her breathing becomes shallow and rapid - he extends the cordio from her back and rakes it over her body, touching it tenderly but not too firmly. she jerks back as much as her bonds will allow and a gleam shows in her eyes. He knows she is trying to control her self - to stop the scene - but in her inability she falls into the elements with her BDSM play being directed solely by him. He is sitting on a chair in front of her - the low back chair, it is plush and its made of silk, with soft armrests that hang in the air. Its carpeted with linen, leather and wood. The chair is slightly higher in the ceiling, when he sits it raises the hem of her skirt, revealing her bare navel, almost like her stockings. she does not conceal her sexuality - she told herself that it was a demonstration of her devotion and humble desire to serve him - but she became excited nonetheless. He smiles at her obedience. He moves to the sofa in front of her and rises to his feet on the floor, passing one leg under her so that her knees are almost touching the cushions. He lowers his body to the very bottom of her stockings, her back arching - he adjusts his body so that she is supported on her hands and knees - he reaches out to the cuffs on her wrists and crosses them under her arms, wrapping the leather around the cuff evenly so that they are joined and snug in places.

he adds another or two, but the movement is such that she cannot clearly see the detail. He moves from her by the chair and re-positioning her so that she is on her hands and knees, he brings one ankle between her thighs and ties its leather strings to her ankles. Then he does the same with the other. The cords are spread out making the whole movement take place with each of her hands on the floor. Out of the corner of my eye I see her, working at it, applying lubricating to the ropes with her fingers - suddenly her feet rise off the legs of the chair - she does not say where. Another string is tied to each ankle, gently wiggling, and then as if by a habit, she does the same with her wrists. She is doing this very quietly, it is not what she expects or wants from her Masters. She has no one but herself to control. It is just a part of the work. He could not hear her thoughts. He has worked this out in his head for a long time and he is good at it. He does not anticipate her movements with the detachment she has shown recently. She is good, but not great.

She has shown over and over that she is a little insecure about her appearance on the outside. She is conscious of this on many occasions, but will not come out and admit to it, fearing the retaliation that would follow a true reveal of her true nature. She has come from nothing, gained a lot from her experiences and she is enjoying it. This is her chance to prove herself to him, and to hopefully excite him and help her to better understand her half-hidden self. She slowly removes her stocking and her skirt as her footfalls draw near her face. The stocking is removed from her ankle and left standing. She moves her feet as she loves to do, and she sits in the chair quietly, admiring the view of her body in the cool air. The skirt is removed from her and she stands to one side. She slowly runs the other leg over the carpet, making sure that it comes to the same spot each time, before she tosses it down. She looks down at herself in the mirror behind her. Her mind is racing, trying to remember her earlier fantasies, the fantasies she was having as she masturbated, which had she let herself go in those fantasies, fantasies that she now understands to be fantasy and reality. her pussy is on fire she just wishes he would help her and guide her, to a place she know she can go. She is so wet she cant wait to get down on her knees into it. As she drops to her knees in front of the chair, there he is..