The object of my mind a cross dressing man with affections for bondage, my love, my torment.
Without a beginning or an end only a moment as it comes from my mind.
The wide silk ribbon slides though my fingers slithering down in a continuous rippling wave in the air. The air is quietly still the only sounds are of breathing filling the room. Looking into blue eyes that pool with tears unshed as the ribbon lands on her chest. Her mouth with a gag the back rubber band pressing against her face lips stretched tight. Her chest heaves fighting for air for control. She is on the floor as I sit next to her over her toying with her the ribbon pooling on her chest is wound around her wrist pulled her arms tightly behind her back. Her ankles laced with the same ribbon restricting movements.
Lazily I run my hand down her silken legs playing with the nylon of her stockings running my hand up again between her legs. Between her thighs pushing up her vinyl skirt touching her flesh expos...
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