China. Land of stairs. Stairs, stairs every where. Oh! I must live in China! And as everyone knows; stairs and smartballs are a dangerous combination!...!!! I round the fifth floor of the stairs leading up to my apartment, my pants were unbuttoned, my zipper down, fingers thrust beneath my bra squeezing my nipples. And this being me… yes I almost tripped walking through my door. Loosing my pants, kicking off my shoes, stumbling to my bedroom where I had left my toys the night before. I didn’t. Suddenly i don't know what happened to her she screamed "This is wrong" and went to her house.I got Busy playing games after 2 or 3 hrs she came in crying and started blabbing about her failed marriage i told her that he was a bastard anyway and she started kissing me again this time she tried to leave after 5 mins but i held her hand and told her lets move on to my bedroom and practically had to force her to my bedroom she gave me a devil smile and told me that she likes the man who takes. She laughed. ‘Eat your breakfast first, dearest!’ She sat on the side of my bed and watched me as I started to eat, and I saw her slip her hand between her legs. It was a magnificent breakfast – orange juice, coffee, egg, bacon, sausage, toast, and I suddenly realised how hungry I was. ‘Oh, God, darling, you can’t imagine how badly I want you to have me, do me, fuck me, **** me…’ she breathed, and she moved closer to me. ‘Feel me, dearest – I want your hands on me, and I can’t wait!’ I slid my. "Cindy was getting very wet from Tina's casual handling of her. Nothing made her feel more owned than someone just doing whatever they wanted to her body. Her Mistress now positioned Cindy up on the padded table, kneeling. Her knees were spread wide, almost touching the upright poles. Tina took a length of rope and quickly tied each of her wrists to a upright. Then, she took more rope (nice hemp, Cindy noted) and fixed her knees in position. Finally, each ankle was tied in place as more rope.