It was not the kiss, what I was expecting. It must have shown on my face, because he smiled and said:
- I'm going to fuck you, but I wanted you to know I love you, before I break into your mind - with the last words he smiled.
I could not help but smile back.
- I want you to fuck me, Nathaniel, please. - Bound, I still knew that he wanted to hear it from me "please." I learned to be at the bottom as well as at the top.
He looked at me with a look that made me flinch. His gaze was so languid, full of hope, I fidgeted in cuffs. But I could do nothing. There was something in his eyes ... dangerous. It was one of the faces of the BDSM, with its freedom and pain. Not the pain that you would like to, but which is able to cause you to your partner. We had our own words-signals, and I blindly trusted Nathaniel otherwise would never have allowed herself to him to tie, but still ... part of this game was that you can look into the eyes of your partner and let him see what you saw in his eyes. What you will find ... the beginnings of evil that you hope he will not do. You trust him so much that they are willing to be completely helpless. This is the maximum confidence in what only can be. More than I've ever trusted anyone in my life. Incredible confidence.
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