[Updated and expanded after talking with Jake/Rog]<br/><br/>Character details<br/>Name: Jasmina (Jazz) Hamilton<br/>Partner of: Jake Hamilton<br/>Age: 32<br/>Gender: female<br/>Sexual desires/kinks/wants: male partners, has been talked into considering new things like women, multiple partners.  Has usually been quite vanilla in her sexual experiences, but is willing to try new things for husband's sake.<br/>Sexual dislikes: Can't see herself considering scat, gore, blood, brutality, children<br/><br/>Short background:<br/>Jazz is an artist.  She started with a successful jewelry line but has grown to prefer painting and sculpting (in clay and metal).<br/><br/>Her father owned a chain of small regional restaurants that were quite profitable.   Jazz had a very domineering father who kept everyone under his control.  Since her parent’s death a year ago, she’s been getting more adventurous, slowly breaking out of her conservative shell. Hence her attraction to the rogue that is Jake.<br/><br/>Jazz found him charming from the beginning.  She sees him as a hero from another time.  A knightly gentleman with a cowboy hat rather than shining armor.   When they married and he took her to his ranch, she found a paradise she'd never dreamed of.  He'd had a studio built for her and it's where she spends most of her days.  She did find the need to give up some of her square footage to but a bearskin rug and sofa in front of the river rock fireplace, as her husband has a pension for wanting to take her as soon as he comes home.  Though they've made love in every room, the studio is second only to the bedroom for seeing the most action.<br/><br/>She lead a privileged, but sheltered life.  Always considered a 'good girl'.  To say Jazz was surprised when her husband shared some of his kinks and desires previously kept hidden, is an understatement.   But she is madly in love with him, he treats her like a queen and though has become more demanding in the bedroom has never done anything to hurt her, physically or emotionally.  So she trusts him completely.   She is very, very new at swinging or any bdsm.  He's encouraged her to experiment and she's always been a little curious, just shy about it.  But she wants to please him so agreed to come to meet people that like what he likes.<br/><br/>The weekend trip to meet with some of his friends has had her more nervous than he knows.  That is why her nails were bitten so short and why she's lost a few pounds.  He made her promise to not embarrass him this weekend by refusing<em> anything, </em>but she's not certain she can.<br/><br/>(http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a154/katwom2416/Jazz/JazzNude.jpg)<br/><br/>*****************************************<br/><br/>Weekend before the weekend.. (Jazz’s point of view)<br/><br/>Having been in a zone, her artistic muses seemed to be working with her and not against her on the large piece she was sculpting, Jazz hadn’t heard her husband enter.  But he soon made himself known with his muscular arms about her and those luscious lips to her neck.<br/><br/>Damn!  He knew that was one of her weak spots.  Her knees nearly melted when he found that one sweet spot at the nape of her neck where the tiny tendrils of hair spun into tiny ringlets.  He smelled of hard work, sweat, and something completely and uniquely Jake.   Jazz really didn’t mind him a little dirty.  It was sexy in a carnal, primal sort of way.  But she knew he liked clean.  Which is why she endured the waxing.<br/><br/>Weekends when there were no obligations were often spent in each others arms with hardly any clothes on from Friday until Monday morning, even in the dead of winter.  The secluded ranch was a romantic hideaway where the world could be locked out.<br/><br/>“Umhuh..”  Came her partly moaned out answer as Jake’s hands roamed over her body.  She melted against him and blindly searched for the table to place down her tools.  She nodded dutifully at his request and dreamily watched as he sauntered out of the room.  She let out a sigh that made clear her disappointment of his absence, but boy did she enjoy the view as he headed toward the washroom.<br/><br/>Earlier in the day she’d planned out a simple but hearty meal which had cooked most of the day.  Jake usually needed something after a day of hard work and this way he wasn’t disappointed if she got lost in her work.  Self-timing appliances were a godsend.  It didn’t take too long for her to spoon up some stew and the fresh baked bread from the machine.  She placed the tray on the small table in the sitting area of the master suite.<br/><br/>When she turned to her husband a glint of metal caught her eye.  It took her a moment to even begin to understand what she saw on the bed.  He soon sidled up to her wearing a towel and a smile.  He told her to 'strip' and put the ankle cuffs ... wrists cuffs and collar on...  he moved to her kissed her deep and whispered.. 'trust me' in her ear.<br/><br/>Jazz’s heart was pounding with trepidation and uncertainty…<br/>