So I decided to give him a hint so he’d know what I was watching. I turned the volume up on the iPad and the sound of two men sucking cock was unmis...takable. I glanced quickly in his direction and noticed he was touching his cock through his shorts. Being watched was definitely a turn on and I started to stroke myself for him.As I did, I looked up and noticed he was looking directly at me. I smiled and said I hope I didn’t wake you I didn’t realize the door was open. He said he heard someone. She quickly seized hold of a wrist and I felt a loop of silken cord placed around it. Similar loops were placed over my other wrist and my ankles. Miss Krieger pressed a button, and I heard the whir of electric motors and the cords were drawn tight to the legs of the bench.My breasts were flattened beneath me, and I was unable to move my arms in any way. I could straighten my legs a trifle, which served only to raise my bottom higher. I was trapped and utterly defenseless, my body exposed. She learned his innermost secrets and desires and her learnings unlocked something in her as well. She uncovered his desire to be a submissive gurl for an anxious and excited daddy, his need to be bound immobile and used in numerous ways. Within herself she discovered she wanted much the same for him, and found herself assembling all these dominating ideas and scenarios she could play out with him. The one which caught her up the most was that she could choose other lovers as she might want. He. "Everytime you emailed me I thought to myself why does she care about me?" He says and smiles again. "I do, I always did Murat." I assure him and this time I kiss him. I kiss him in a way he will know that for 20 years he needed me more than the wife that didn't deserve him. I needed him as much as one soul could need another. He leads me to the bedroom and he smiles at me. "Margo, you don't have to do..." His voice trails off as I drop my dress to the floor. He takes my breasts in his hands.