You feel the soft silky rope gliding across your warm skin, my hot breath against your stomach when i lean close to you, the soft silky rope rubbing g...ently at your pussy lips making you wet, my fingers tickling you as they graze the insides of your thighs. I tie a flat knot in the front, so it holds the little blue vibrator nestled snugly against your clit. You feel my hot breath on your neck, melting you as i bring some thin rope up your back and over your shoulders, attatching it to a pair of. You were afraid that I would entrance you, Paul, that I would makeyou reveal your deepest, darkest desires to yourself, and not only revealthem but indulge them, wallow in them, surrender to them completely, andgive yourself over to them. I'm right, aren't I?"The question speared Paul; his body quivered inside the fur coat as ananswer."Oh, Paul, you have always wanted this; to dress in sexy clothes, to makeup your face like a beautiful woman, to wear jewellery, to drenchyourself in strong. I had no idea what time it was but for that minute, I didn't even care. I wasn't even thinking about it. Here we were, standing in front of the bathroom sink of a ther****t's office, staring at each other and ourselves in the bathroom mirror, with his hands still roaming up and down my body right after fucking over the counter. He started kissing my neck from behind me, while still feeling me all over. His hot breath gave me chills and I considered telling him he had to go, because it was. ..well that looks quite sexy..." She stopped looking at herself and slipped a foot into a shoe, pausing as she heard her phone beep, a smile spreading across her pale face, her dimples poking into her cheeks. She read the message,"Still want this?" Barely pausing to think she replied, "Yes, definitely. You?" Her cheeks blushed, wondering how she would cope if her said no. She had spent an hour this morning in the bath, a sharp razor in her hand, carefully preening her whole body, shaving her.