On the bed were two items: a silk blindfold and a pair of very shiny handcuffs. I know that this is, in the grand scheme of things, pretty vanilla for b**m, but I could feel myself tenting the towel, and I knew that I was already leaking pre-c*m. I felt a little ashamed before I looked at Mary.
She'd put her hair up, probably to get it out of the way, but it made her look more sophisticated and in charge. She'd traded her black dress for a small leather bustier and black fishnets. She wore no panties, and the tops of her n*****s were barely revealed. She would have laughed at me if I had said it out loud, but right then she looked like a goddess, divine and terrible.
She gestured towards the bed.
"Lay face down and put your hands behind you."
I could have resisted, maybe been a little
