submission. As i let my hair cascade slowly across his face, i hear a faint sound , a whisper so clear yet distorted. His moaning reaches a crescendo the likes I've never heard before... " Harder" he speaks to me with his eyes. He grabs my

black bag of tricks and dumps them out. I pick up the pink feather boa and glide it between my legs up around my waist working my way to my chest, teasing him and enjoying how it tickles my skin. I can see the pleading in his eyes as I pick out a few of my favorite pieces and begin to dance my way over to him. I lean over him, letting my breasts rub along his face as

he teasingly nips at my erect nipples. He looks at me and stammers," I can see you're into discipline,Madame". " Indeed I am" I brazenly replied . I grasp the feather bow and wrap it around his swollen member. How beautiful he looks lying there, eyes closed , beads of sweat forming on his temples. I reach over and grap my whip, together with a blindfold I had tucked away. I was reeling from his delicious scent, a mixture of brandy and pheromones... suddenly without warning he grabbed the heel of my stiletto

crystal studded suede sandal, pulling it off in one gentle sweep. I give him a puzzled look as I bring up my leather whip and he gently pushes my hand away. He unfastens my bustier letting it drop to the floor. In his hand he takes my foot and tenderly begins giving me a massage, making circular motions with his thumb and fingers over the sole of my pampered foot. I sink back in pleasure and close my eyes, as he continues to work his way around my ankles up to my calves, and back to the toes, applying the right amount of pressure to each tender spot. I can't but help.....

slink down burrowing my face deeper into the alpaca blanket that was laid out by the fire. The wood crackled loudly no words were spoken between us. I rolled over facing him. He seemed to know exactly how far to go before I was begging for release. He straddled my stomach and gently lowered his face to mine. Our hands entwined, I felt so small beneath his gaze, could this really be happening I silently thought.. A loud noise broke our momentum and

as I turn my head, the howling and scratching noise becomes more frantic. "Daisy, my dog needs to go out" he whispers into my ear tickling it with his breath, "I'll be a quick minute" as he gets up I watch his long toned legs as he strides across to the door. I lie back on the tantra chair feeling the soft, supple, synthesized leather cool and smooth against my skin. I reach down

and gently caress my thighs, the softness of my skin combined with his scent, has encapsulated me. I look over my shoulder and see Daisy lazily coming towards me. She's carrying a yellow rose taped to her back; along with a note attached. My eyes focus on the perfect penmanship as I read slowly... " my darling, meet me upstairs in ten minutes. Behind the oak picture frame you shall find a key, take this key and bring only your smile and willingness to be pleasured" signed, ...

(....hey we are all sitting here half-engorged!!)

(. . . and then what happened?)

Becky?... What happened next? ..last I heard Phillipe sent his pooch Daisy with a note attached into the Boardroom, She was apparently headed upstairs to get the key to a secret room.. Not sure if she made it that far undressed.. Oh heavens!,

(Becky??)

(Becky what happened next? Everybody is going soft and getting dry)

Lol. Scared to do that. I think Clem will pop up in my head and I couldn't handle the trauma.

BECKY, darling?...

"It must have been a dream!" Thought the lovely PePe de Peepsa, as she opened her eyes. Yawning, she spat out a lovely lock of her chestnut hair that had fallen into a mass on her face. Flipping her thick wavy hair back into a clip, she looked up and smiled. "It's going to be a great day; I can feel it". With that she began to make her way out of bed, giving each muscle and gentle warming stretch. She could detect the faint woodsy smell of him as she headed towards the bath. As she glimpsed at herself in the mirror, she smiled as the afterglow of sex shined in her eyes. She dropped her robe and studied her body while in the nude. She liked the way her body