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shestrouble -> Subtly Leashed.... (3/1/2012 4:12:37 AM)
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I could feel everyone's eyes on us Sir as we walked through the concourse to the lifts, that little slither of chain joining us together,peeking out of the cuff of your jacket sleeve, attached to the scrap of ribbon on my left wrist, oh ever so subtle but there for all to see should they happen to glance...
It is the 1st time you have taken me out on the leash, and I am very aware of it. Not only mentally.... But the physical responses to that tiny slash of ribbon around my wrist are acute.
I have Your favourite outfit on, my hair is up in a clip, make up perfect, deep midnight blue silk wrap dress, held together with that single scrap of material, stockings and heels, no underwear, as always my breasts are loose, sensitive with the silk brushing them, my nipples are hard, kissing the material as I am being led beside you, In turn the cunt lips are hot, swollen, sealing my responses to you and the whole experience inside my body for the moment....
We enter the lift, I see you looking at me with your secret smile, I wish I knew what you were thinking, you lift the hand and kiss the inside of my wrist, just above the ribbon, flicking it with Your tongue, making me tremble, slipping a hand into the front of my dress, pinching my nipple, twisting it, I am silently thanking the lord the we are at the back with you standing in front of me, preventing others from seeing what you are doing to me, I look straight at you smiling almost daring you, as you take the other nipple and twist it, hard forcing a response from me, gasping as the pain connects with my/your sluts cunt, a small punishment, Your eyes letting me know that was noted, you calmly turn round facing the front again, i look up and there he was, standing watching the whole episode, not saying a word. This random stranger watching, Sir, he smiled at me, and I could feel the juices pour out of this wanton slut, I dropped my eyes, hiding from him as I heard the lift ping, letting you lead me out into the lobby.
You lead me into your office, walking me to behind your desk, whispering *in you go cunt* as you unclip me from Your chain.
I drop to my knees, crawling in, settling myself, feeling your boots at my body as you sit down, your hand feels for my hair, you unclip it, letting it tumble down, your fingers deep into my scalp as you let me know who I belong to, pulling my mouth to your waiting cock.
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