iwillserveu
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The usual disclaimer about this being in first person to make it more immediate. It is not autobiographical.
i have a hard time thinking straight. i know, it has only been a week, etc. but i need to orgasm.
i was thinking that when Mistress who was keeping me gagged when i was not licking her told me to stick out my hands. Cuffs are convenient, but Mistress likes rope. She tied my hands and told me, "Your getting out of the chastity device for a while, dearie. Follow me."
My heart leapt with joy. i knew we were heading to the playroom. i don't think i'll ever tire of watching her roll her hips.
We got to it and She ordered me to spread my legs. She tied my left ankle to a pole that i always wondered why it was there. It was also a few feet away. The rope was slack. i wondered if Mistress had lost it.
She then tied my right ankle to a pole about five feet away from the first pole. If i was in between the poles and there was not a bunch of slack on the rope i could not spread my legs that wide. There was so much slack, however, my feet were together.
"Raise your hands, dearie," She said.
i raised my hands and she tied a rope dangling from a hook to the roped that tied my hands. The she took a control and lifted me.
"The winch was expensive," she said, "and I want to get my money's worth from my new toy."
i saw the reason for the slack. As i was pulled upwards the rope became taught.
"No," She said as she saw me suspended at about a 75-degree angle.
She went behind me and moved the footropes up the pole and tightened up the slack. Then she lowered the winch and tightened up the slack again. When she was done i was about three feet off of the floor and parallel to it and my shoulders were beginning to be sore. This position would be tough to hold.
She took off my chastity device and i sprang to attention despite my shoulder's burning sensation. She then left and came back with a bowl of something that i could not see. She placed it on my back and left again. When she returned it was with a plate of crackers.
When She placed it on my back i realized i was the table supporting crackers and cheese for a party.
When the doorbell rang She left to answer it.
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When the Lady smiles i can't resist her call. As a matter of fact, i don't resist at all. Well that depends if it is a smile or a grimmace. 
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