That finished, he moved to the foot of the bed and repeated the process with her feet, so that she was spread-eagle on the bed, with the sheet coverin...g her from knees to shoulders. He tied the last strip of cloth over her eyes, knotting it snuggly behind her head. He checked for gaps along the bridge of her nose, wanting to be certain she would not see him. It was time to wait. He sat on the edge of the bed and watched her for signs of stirring.Almost an hour later, she began to move her head. . I don't often say this, but promise me you won't tell anyone. Not for me, for them, because I wouldn't want them to get in trouble." Sure, sure, I'm like the grave," I said, wondering just what was up. Becca was right; she was hardly the soul of discretion herself and I can't recall her ever asking someone else to keep mum."The thing is, these couples are normal. Really normal in every way. But they have interesting leisure activities, you know?" You're running with gangs of yuppie drug. I wasapologizing and was afraid she would be mad at me. Instead, she put her hand on mine and said it was ok.It was then that I noticed the shoes themselves. Thatwere black with straps that go around the ankles andhad 5" heels. The heels were steel or some type ofmetal. They felt so good in my hands that I wasfondling them without realizing it. "you like those do you?" she asked breaking thesilence. "Yes..". She smiled at me and asked if Iwould like to try on a pair. I spent the rest of. After our luch meeting at a terrace in Namur in the francophone eastern part of Belgium, where only choice in beers is from strong till very strong indeed, just like the iinteresting impact of his hot short sexy spicy stories on submission of great gals to the whims of his whips & heaving hips. As we learnt with lovely looking Louisa from his arousing exposé about his curious custom-built portable massage table with leather straps on the form of hand- & ankle-cuffs at all four corners, it never.