*slipping into your arms I feel your lips hard against mind , I wonder how I we went from me leaving with me now becoming completly smitten with you Sir , Smiles until I feel the blindfold cover my eyes my stomach curn slightly for god or the devil only knows what you have in store for me now. Feeling you tugs me to follow I try as best I can , I feel your reasurance and gladly let you lead , my thoughts are spinning as you tell me never to come down here without you my fingers caressing damp cool stone wall I shiver knowing I never shall not without you . Knowing I feel fear yet learning each day it lessons the fear I sometimes get with you turning now into feeling safe , I whisper to you ill never come , I promise only with you sir . Hearing your speak of Chastity belts I swollow hard feeling a warm wetness gather in my pussy mmm thinking to be claimed like that ohhh is more than I could wish for , peeking up at you I see your slick smile , thinks your learning me as well , until we enter the room and you remove my blindfold .Inhaleing shrply my world spins looking at that bike my god with those those whips things a moan escapes my lips I try to bite it back , is to much to fast I have yet to only be getting used to you with them , heat rises in my as I think of you today with the crop between my thighs . Listening to you ramble , I tell you Master yes we will have it cleaned and Sir for you simply is something to be proud of .You see my uncertanty I feel your smile creeping along your lips , turning my head you escort me back to your office I slip my arm around yours as we walk always seeking my boundaries to learn , I smile inside glad you are back . Standing by your desk in your office you pull me onto your lap , im rigged at first unsure of what to do , Master says women get busy I need you to work , I smile as I wiggle at bit on your lap feeling my Master cock as well as how yummy it is being in Masters lap , I look over at you leaning in I kiss your cheek .Ty Master ,looking back at the papers I cant help but look at the marks on my wrist than up again where I was cuffed , a smile crosses my face maybe is my home after all maybe a place made for me .