Margaret's breath quickened and she could feel an excited flutter in her chest as she began to read Joseph's latest addition to their fantasy. When they had first talked about creating online adventures via email exchanges they agreed that they would let their imaginations soar and would develop scenes that would stretch boundaries. They would explore things that they perhaps had fantasized about but had never experienced in real life. It would not be a stretch for Joseph because he had been active in a very wide variety of sexual kinks throughout his life with many partners but for Margaret it would be new territory. Although during her early married years she had been very sexual, she had since come to realize that her sex life had been contained within a limited range of what might be considered normal activities.
Over the past couple of years, Margaret had spent more and more time reading erotica on the Internet and, like millions of others, she had read the 50 Shades series of books and discovered that she was not alone in harboring many fantasies, particularly in the realm of sexual submission. As she thought back on all the years of her marriage, she began to feel regret at having let so many years slip by. While reading the 50 Shades series she got up the nerve to tell her husband how much she was enjoying the books. She was shocked at his reaction. He told her the whole thing was perverted and women should be ashamed of themselves for reading such things, especially an elderly woman like her. Margaret was humiliated and pledged within herself to never speak of it again. But while she wouldn't abandon her marriage and the stable life they had built, she also wasn't willing to surrender her sexuality. The Internet had opened her eyes to the possibility of exploring her needs in new ways and so she turned inward and decided her sexual future lay in the online world.
Satisfied that her husband was still deep in dreamland, she continued to read the scenario Joseph had crafting for her...
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The leather restraints were adjusted around Margaret's wrists and ankles just tightly enough to avoid causing any discomfort but at the same time prevent her from any chance of slipping free. Her eyes were closed beneath the silk blindfold and the most she could do was listen intently as her younger lover moved about the room. She wondered what he was doing but almost immediately her question was answered when the stereo came to life and gentle spa-like music began to waft through the air.
Margaret had met Nathan in a chat room dedicated to bondage play. She had visited that room numerous times since beginning her exploration of the BDSM lifestyle. She couldn't her attraction to submission. Was it the erotic stories she had read or was it something from her past, an incident in her childhood? For whatever reason the thought of being placed in bondage and used sexually had quickly become one of her greatest fantasies. She had chatted with a lot of men about BDSM activities. Some of them were very aggressive and actually frightened Margaret with demands to meet with her as soon as possible. Fortunately, the Internet allowed her to remain safe and anonymous. But one evening while observing the chat exchanges she saw comments from a participant who talked about his experiences and about how much he was focused on providing pleasure to his subjects. He called himself Nathan and he was in his late 40s. The more she followed his chats with others on the message board the more comfortable she became with his style of BDSM, and the more interested she became in possibly meeting him.
It took a long time for Margaret to get up the nerve to send a message to Nathan but when she finally took that giant leap of faith she was rewarded within days with a friendly, articulate response. Nathan didn't pressure her or make any demands. Instead, he quizzed her about her interests and offered suggestions as to how she could move forward in the exploration of her submissive side. Their communication increased in frequency and length until finally Margaret felt it was worth chancing. She suggested they meet for coffee in a very public place. That meeting led to a second face-to-face discussion and eventually to Nathan's small craftsman style bungalow in an older, established part of town.
Now, Margaret found herself naked and tied spread-eagled to the bed. She was incredibly nervous, knowing that she was totally exposed and vulnerable. When she first agreed to experiment with Nathan she had been self-conscious about her body. Being in her early 60s she knew that she didn't have a tight, hard body that was so prevalent on the Internet videos but thanks to a regular routine of brisk walking and occasional swimming she was still reasonably firm. Her breasts were not too big that they would sag, although with gravity at work they settled toward the outside of her chest as she lay there on her back. Margaret had always been happy with the state of her nipples. They were quite pronounced and she would occasionally wear clothing that allowed a subtle glimpse of her buds pressing against the fabric. She always enjoyed it when a man would cast his eyes to her chest and she knew he was focusing on her barely hidden buds. She was pleased that when Nathan had instructed her to strip naked while he watched, he reassured her that she was a beautiful, mature woman.
