As we watched the rain come down in what seemed like sheets of water, we held on to each other. We must have been quite a sight, soaking wet hair plas...tered to our heads and feeling the chill of the night. Nothing we could do but wait, looking at her we made eye contact and she smiled at me. I put my arms around her and kissed her, and as we were doing so we moved further into the doorway where it was very dark. We held our kisses longer and longer, and soon we were giving each other full open. Was I not worth living for? I feel nothing but shame for every moment of it. I wish you’d come back here, to where I first discovered you. I wish I could beg your forgiveness, I wish I could take your hands again and convince you with every cell in my being that I still loved you, that it was myself I hated. I’d silence any attempt of yours to tell me that you felt the same way, that you felt less than you were before. I’d tell you every truth I had and hoped that you’d believe just one. I’d. Dad left us in super shape, money-wise. You didn't know I was a rich playboy, with a yacht, did you?" Does that make us part of 'The Beautiful People', or do we have to do something weird, to get that status?'"Your beautiful to me, no matter what!"They arrived at the lab, promptly at two, fed, bankroll bolstered, and emotions at the boil. They had not been able to keep their hands off one another, even though they knew that they would not be able to consummate their desires, for several days.. She then pulled one arm behind my back and slid it into a sheath. It didn't take me long to figure out that it was an armbinder.I was starting to get hard, and excited at the same time. I was onceagain being put in bondage, and I loved it. Mistress Betty made shortwork of binding my arms. I was now at her mercy.She put a posture collar on me, and fastened my wig to my head. She clipped a chain to the collar and led me out of the room. As we droveto the party, I remained blindfolded. Mistress.