Not Worried About Bondage

Nope she’s not. In fact, Vikki misses it:

I miss the feel of good, solid restraints around my wrists. The challenge of holding my body properly when restrained. The excitement of wanting to move, to gesture, to touch them, and not being able to until they allow it.

I miss being on my knees, finally allowed to lick them and slide them in my mouth, particularly when my hands are bound behind me. The challenge of doing so with my balance just slightly off-kilter. And the incredible sexy pleasure when I sense that I am pleasing them. A hand on the back of my head, helping to guide, and also stroking to tell me that I am being a very good bad little girl.

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