The tension in the room is palpable. I can hear every breath you take. In and out. In and out. Slowly and calmly, the opposite of my pounding heart. Here I am suspended; my arms tied high above my head from heavy chains which are suspended from the ceiling above. My feet barely touch the cool floor and my ankles are weighed down with heavy cuffs, I am tied totally at your mercy. I feel the air shift in the room. You walk...

The first time I met the love of my life he thought I was as sweet as can be. His parents even urged him to be careful not to pressure me into anything. I felt almost sorry for him. The idea of me being a sweet, innocent, little virgin is almost laughable. I can see where they were coming from though, I’m twenty and under 5”5’ with a petite frame but the most fantastic pair of 32E breasts. So I can come across as a little...