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InterludeErik released the catch on the back of the mirror’s ornate frame. The glass swung away into the darkness beyond. He stepped through from his closet into the dungeon play room. Turning to the right, he pulled up a hidden panel and flipped on the bright overhead lights, so he could set-up faster. He hummed to himself as he pulled open a drawer set into the wall panelling and took out a half dozen lengths of soft, thick, black nylon rope. He looked around the room, considering the Saint Andrews cross for a moment, before dismissing it. The leather padded spanking bench was tempting as well, but he had already used it with Melissa, twice. A wry grin quirked his mouth as pleasant memories tumbled past his searching gaze.He shook his head, amazed at how Melissa had leapt so wholeheartedly into this world and her role. She was an astonishing woman. He took a deep breath to still himself, closing his eyes to focus inwards on his feelings. He knew it was very early in their relationship and that the raging endorphins of infatuation were shaping both of their reactions, but he felt a deeper longing in his soul, which frightened him.He knew his track record with long-term relationships was not good. As honest as he tried to force himself to be in his personal relationships, he recognized that deeper levels of intimacy and trust still terrified him. He pulled away, distracted himself with work, or just plain shut down.Taking another deep breath, a grim sadness stole across his face as he let himself feel how unfair it would be to Melissa to treat her the same way.She hadn’t pushed on him for more. She didn’t seem to be needy in a way that crowded him, which, in its own way, made his pain worse. He snorted in the frustration of having to face his own cowardice, admitting to himself that it was much easier to blame a pushy or needy partner for at least some of his unwillingness to let someone in deeper. The fear he felt was his own, and he didn’t enjoy facing that truth.Shaking his head again, he turned his attention back to the task at hand. He knew he was avoiding going deeper in his introspection, but he allowed himself the excuse that she could show up at any moment.His eyes settled on two ringbolts hanging from one of the ceiling beams and a matching pair of ringbolts set into the floor. Deciding that this would be a nice change of pace for her, he set the rope down on a nearby table and went back to get a pair of soft suspension cuffs and an electrostatic wand.Leaving behind the lingering sadness of his introspection, he finished arranging things on the table and went back to reset the lighting to something more dimly sinister and appropriate. Taking another Escort Güngören look around, he was satisfied everything was in readiness. He glanced through the opened mirror and didn’t see any sign of Melissa.With a moment free, he slowed to consider what he needed to do over the next few days and how he could involve Melissa or not. In a flash of realization, he decided to bring her when he visited the most recent company he had turned around. Erik had been staying away from the company, in order to give the new CEO that he had brought in time to get established. Erik still had control of the company, however, as temporary Chairman of the Board, along with power implicit in his options to buy out the family who had owned the business for generations. He didn’t intend to exercise those options, but he did feel the need to check up personally on how things were going.He slipped in his ear bud and stepped into his closet to get a better signal. He called Cathy and asked he to find some appropriate business clothes for Melissa. She laughed and asked a couple of quick questions about how formal and how sexy he wanted Melissa to be. He answered quickly as he heard Melissa coming down the backstairs to his bedroom. As soon as his call was finished, he swept the ear bud back into his pocket. Flipping one last switch on the control panel, he closed it up and stepped into the bedroom to great Melissa.Hanging Around the DungeonMelissa saw Erik step out of his closet into the room. She halted. He studied her critically, then twirled a finger to indicate that she spin around. Drawing on her years of boring ballet classes, she twirled slowly in front of him, sinking to her knees in what she hoped was a graceful fashion at the conclusion of her turn.Erik nodded thoughtfully. “You have done well, my padawan.”She was puzzled for a moment at the term, then giggled for a brief moment before reforming her features into a proper submissive pose.He looked down at her sternly. “Was something funny?”“No, Master. Far be it for me to ever suggest that a Star Wars reference might confirm your geekdom, sir.”He harumphed. In a voice that was a surprisingly good impression of Yoda, he admonished her, “Saucy slave indeed, facing hours in the dungeon, tweaks her Master, she does. Truly fearless, this one is.”Melissa dissolved into laughter, slumping to a sitting position on the floor. The juxtaposition of what she was wearing combined with his comical Yoda voice was too silly for her to treat seriously. At the very least, the silliness released her nervous tension about whether she had dressed appropriately.She had picked out black sandals with six-inch heels. İnnovia Escort That choice had been safe since she knew he loved women in impossibly tall heels. She reminded herself that “safe” was a relative term – she frequently worried about twisting her ankle walking in these heels, although she was getting better at it. By the end of the summer, her calves would certainly be in amazing shape.She had matched her shoes with an under-bust corset in black jacquard silk, which had taken forever to lace up by herself. The three-way mirror in her closet had helped, but pulling the laces tight behind her back, and then tying them, had strained her arms and shoulders. She had to take several breaks to rest her aching muscles before she was done.She had also put on a black collar made of leather and lace. It looked pretty, plus she had come to understand the symbolic importance of wearing a collar. He had stocked one drawer in her closet with a wide selection of collars, from demure chokers that she could wear out in public without attracting much attention to heavy leather posture collars that held her head rigidly in position. She had almost decided to wear a black leather posture collar – it made her look very submissive – but she wasn’t sure how long she could tolerate having her head held in a fixed position, so she set it aside.As the final bit of adornment, she had taken out the horse hair tail that Erik had given her earlier in the week when they had the pony training session. Even though they had both agreed afterwards that pony play wasn’t their favorite activity, the tail had clearly had a strong effect on Erik. Out of all the pony gear, it was one of the few things he had decided to keep. Melissa had to agree, when she had seen it in the mirror, the effect was very compelling. The reddish blond color of the tail was a surprisingly close match to her strawberry blond hair.The tail appeared to emerge from her body just at the top of the crease between her buttocks, where her tail bone was located. This visual effect was achieved by a stiff, but springy wire that held the base of the tail firmly against her skin. The wire was hidden by curving down between her buttocks to twin dildos, one for each hole. There was another springy connection between the bases of the two dildos, which gently clamped onto her insides when the dildos were inserted. The one that went in her butt was also shaped with a flared body and very narrow base, so it stayed in place without falling out.The overall effect was that she had a thick horse hair tail growing out of the base of her spine. Once she got the dildos firmly in place, she was surprised Kağıthane escort bayan at how quickly she became accustomed to the pressure. After a couple of minutes, she mostly didn’t notice the tail, except when she walked. The swaying motion of walking in heels made the horse hair flick across the back of her thighs, which tickled.When she had first worn the tail at the beginning of the week, her anus had been sore from the pressure. All the exercise her poor butt had been getting since then seemed to have strengthened those muscles. The pleasure/pain “motivator” that Mistress Amy used also had two dildos for front and back.Erik clearly enjoyed anal sex, although he had been careful not to overdo it until she had a chance to stretch enough for his larger size. He had given her a graduated set of “butt plugs” specifically for that purpose, along with a schedule for inserting them several times a day. After a few days, she could much more easily accommodate the butt plug that matched his size. There were larger sizes in the set, but she hadn’t been tempted to try any of them.Before Erik, she had only had anal sex a few times, all with boyfriends who were, fortunately, more modestly sized. Even then, she hadn’t found it particularly comfortable or fun. It had been amazing to discover over the past week that she actually did like being penetrated from behind. The feeling of fullness was surprisingly arousing. She had particularly come to like having a butt plug in her behind while Erik filled her front. Every time his penis slid in and out, she stretched in a very delightful way.Her positive reaction hadn’t escaped his attention. He had promised her a session with another man joining them, so she would have two men inside her at the same time. As outrageously lewd as the idea seemed, she was a little unsettled by how much she was looking forward to Erik making good on his promise. In less than a week with him, she had gotten much more comfortable in leaving her Catholic upbringing far behind, as well as her pangs of fear about women’s equality. She knew that she was equal to Erik, as a person, while also enjoying her role as his submissive sex slave. Those two ideas didn’t feel as contradictory as they once had. She was feeling more comfortable with the distinction between sexual fantasy and reality.Erik walked to stand over her, clearing his throat loudly. She stifled the last of her giggles and pushed herself back up to a proper submissive’s kneeling posture. When she tried to compose her face, however, into the correct expression of demure passivity, giggles once again erupted. She held up her hand in a plea for a moment to collect herself.Erik put his hands on his hips and adopted an exaggeratedly stern expression. He tapped his foot against the floor.Melissa’s attempts to be serious dissolved once more into peals of laughter. Erik shook his head sadly, finally letting a smile creep onto his face. He knelt down in front of her, taking her hands in his.

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