..you...S..Sir” I manage to get out in a muffled groan around the flogger, trying to maintain my position, still getting aftershocks from my orgasm ...and letting out whimpers as they occur.You hold still for a brief minute to enjoy the sight before You and then start slowly pulling out, carefully moving around to untie me. You take the flogger from my teeth and drop it in the bag, helping me to lay flat as you release the rope around my neck. You firmly massage each body part that was bound as. This was a surprise to me. Julie said that she really enjoyed lesbian sex but she could not see having a romantic relationship with a woman. I asked her if she still fooled around with women and she admitted that she did from time to time. Feeling the effects of too much wine, I told her that I pretty much felt the same - I had sex with men but looked to women for romance. "What the fuck did I just do," I thought. I feared I had blown my relationship with Julie. Quite the contrary, my. Our damp outer clothes hit the floor within minutes of entering and we used her light from our kisses to disrobe to nothing. Her body was flawless. The faintest pinch from modest cups into taut waist, flaring a handful of inches to curvy hips between which nestled a delicate triangle of fuzzy hair, and onward to firm legs atop dainty feet. I stepped back to admire her, searching for the 'made in heaven' label, then trailed my hand across her hips, drawing her to me. The next kiss ignited. She patted my head, and looked sternly at me. "That was your only reprieve, slave. Learn this lesson well."I leaned into her leg, grateful for the compassion she had shown me. Right now, I realized that there was nothing in the world except her; it was she who had the power of life and death over me, the power of pleasure and pain over me. I sobbed as she stroked my hair."You have so far shown promise, slave. Beside this infraction, you have taken to your training well. You have been noticed by.