I got the impression she had shaved specially for me that morning, although I was equally sure she would have shaved before going out the night before...."Have you been to the toilet recently?" She flushed but shook her head, so I sent her off, and she must have wondered why on earth that was necessary. What ever else she feared, I doubt that she had any thought of chastity belts!When she returned I told her to stand close in front of me, and asked Brenda to go behind the lovely naked girl. I told. You will do as I tell you, when I tell you, how I tell you. Is this understood?”I nod my head up and down. “Speak up slut!”Sacred to talk, but scared not to, “Yes Master I understand,” slips from my mouth. Master smiles, pins me down. I smile. I am unsure why. I do not like it, or maybe, maybe I do. Master, already having me pinned to the ground, takes a two pairs of cuffs off a table near him. Master shackles my ankles together, then lifting my torso up, Master undoes the ropes and attaches. I could find them by browsing through thedatabase at random, or I could do a search by physical characteristics.When I found women who looked interesting I could 'select' them; theythen got to see my profile, and accept or decline a match. A couple ofdays after I posted my information, a few women had 'selected' me and Ireceived links to their profiles in my inbox. That's how I discoveredBianca.She and I were a study in contrasts. I was just past 40, she was still inher twenties. At 5' 2," she. The guys were watching. Such young girls. Nineteen at the most." "Were they escorts — the girls?" I don't think any of them were escorts. Anyhow, I said to Phil that I hadn't expected so many people—" — Did you make out with any of the girls later?" "James, I'm not a lesbian — so either keep quiet or else I'm going down to the bar again. Okay?"Phil stood with me for a moment and asked if there was anyone there I liked. I told him I was very attracted to him. He thanked me, asked if there was.