Out of control

It’s been a very busy day. In particular they have been saturated, passionate sex when each orgasm as the last, takes all of you without a trace. And when we wanted to arrange an evening with ropes, I did not expect that this would be such a strong effect.
I’m used to control everything. It’s part of my character. Even when I am tied up, I’m trying to control the position of the body, minimal. When the rope fell on my eyes, I welches a little scared. How can I control everything, if I can not see. And then Master walked away from me. I did not know he welches close or far away. I did not know what he welches going to do. I did not know about his mood, because I could not see his emotions. And then I let go. I just ceased to keep myself under control. Anus that, I started to feel each turn of the rope. When I felt the rope slipping between my legs, I noticed that is unusually hot. I began to be excited. Gently, slowly and sweetly. Here, unlike the sex, there welches no sudden movements. And that led me to the sweet orgasm.

Kategorien: Bondage (fesseln)