Danielle laid awake in bed with a bad case of roaming fingers that she tried desperately to pry under the crotch plate of her chastity device. Her imagination had once again wandered to forbidden territory, as was apt to happen when she was in her fertile window, such as she was right now.
The videos Mr. Young showed her had certainly had an impact on her, and she kept thinking about the things she saw. She had known about b**m prior to the deep dive into sexually explicit content Mr. Young had taken her on, but she had never really thought to explore it. The themes of dominance and submission made her uncomfortable because she had secretly favored the notion of being submissive -at least sexually- but the idea of giving up control to someone on an ego trip just didn't sit well in her min
