I have to give thanks to my dearest of friends Adam, whom without I would have never had the courage and insight to go on with my writing.
With much love, thank you.
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Click, click, click. The noise her stiletto high heels made as she walked down the hall. I've seen this woman before. She haunts me in my dreams. Around every corner, behind every door. She defines beauty. Her soft auburn curls bouncing with every step. I want to call out to her. I want to see her face. I want to look into her evergreen eyes. I start to follow her without noticing keeping a steady pace. She walks into a pitch black alley I pause then pursue after her. I yell for her. I need to know her name. Suddenly I am up against a cold brick walk. Warm soft lips are pressing against mine. Something is whispered in my ear but I'm too caught in the moment to care. My heart is racing, pounding so loud its sounds as if in my head. My hands are tangled in her hair, it's softer than what I could have imagined.
I'm panting trying to keep my breath. I'm lost in the moment. She stops kissing me. I need to know her name. I try to speak before I can I'm being led away further down the alley. I can't see anything. Her hands are warm and as soft as silk. She leads me through a door I can hear some sort of techno music playing. It's loud and I feel the bass through the floor. There are black lights lining the floor and ceiling with glow paint all over the walls.
As she leads me down the hall I see people making out against the walls and others are being led around on leashes. I ask her where we are, she turns to me pressing a finger to her deep red lips. We walk through a massive crowd most are dancing others having sex. We make it to a room there is a bed with all sorts of restraints and chains on it. At the foot of the bed is a black trunk. With what I have seen so far I could only imagine what it holds.
I'm not a virgin but haven't had a lot of experience either in 22 years. I was never very popular and I was even less popular when I admitted that I'm a lesbian. She walked me to the edge of the bed before kissing me then shoving me on to the bed stripping me revealing my full breasts. The air in the room is cold making my nipples instantly hard.
¬¬¬¬Once I am fully exposed, she shoves me onto the bed strapping me in with my arms above my head, legs spread. I'm aroused by the restraints and the atmosphere. As soon as she finishes with the last restraint she starts digging around in the trunk pulling out a glowing ball gag.
She kisses my lips once before putting the gag on. I can feel my temperature rise along with my pulse. I can feel myself getting wet. She starts to caress my breast slowly circling my nipples but never touching them. I'm aching for her to touch them and be rough with me. Not just my nipples but every inch. Moaning is nearly impossible.
As I'm lost in the torment there is a sudden hard slap against my right breast. The sudden pain sends a few tears down my cheek. I can feel the slight burn. Before I can get use to the pain the is another hard slap on the left breast, then another, and another. I have tears gushing down my face. I'm so turned on by the pain. She starts kissing the welts. She starts licking my nipples and gently biting and pulling at them. I am dripping wet. I want her to abuse me more. I want to be her slave.