I was getting aroused. I had never thought that the feeling of being helpless and vulnerable to another would be so exhilarating. I was forced to lie on my back on the bed while my hands and feet were tied to the bedposts with scarves. I put up a lackluster struggle only to hide the fact that I liked what he was doing, which only aroused me that much more. It brought back all of the memories of the game that I have written about previously. How as a young girl I played a version of cops and robbers with my girlfriend. The two of us would pretend to be helpless victims with our hands above our heads and tied to two pegs in my garage. This game went on for weeks when one Saturday we found ourselves again tied up. Only this time while we were helpless and to the delight of the other boys, one of our playmates pulled our shorts down revealing our flowered undies. Instead of feeling outraged, my girlfriend and I both enjoyed our unexpected popularity and notoriety among our playmates. This became the new routine until our parents caught us and ended my early sojourn into exhibitionism. Now over ten years later I was again helpless to my predicament and my panties were soaked with liquid anticipation. As I lay there not knowing what was going to happen next, my husband grabbed my breasts and gave them a good squeeze. I could feel the tingling right between my legs. He slowly unzipped my top until it was completely open. My nipples were as hard as little diamonds. The look in his eyes appeared to what I would imagine a sexy predator's would look like, and I was the unwitting prey. He pinched my nipples until I couldn't stand much more. I found myself struggling with my bonds trying to lessen the sensual stimulation that he was performing on me. He reached down between my legs, grabbing my crotch, and pushing two fingers firmly against my very swollen lips. Although I had two layers of clothing on, I might as well have been naked as I could feel everything. He began to rub me in a rhythm that had me rolling my eyes into the back of my
I was getting aroused. I had never thought that the feeling of being helpless and vulnerable to another would be so exhilarating. I was forced to lie on my back on the bed while my hands and feet were tied to the bedposts with scarves. I put up a lackluster struggle only to hide the fact that I liked what he was doing, which only aroused me that much more. It brought back all of the memories of the game that I have written about previously. How as a young girl I played a version of cops and robbers with my girlfriend. The two of us would pretend to be helpless victims with our hands above our heads and tied to two pegs in my garage. This game went on for weeks when one Saturday we found ourselves again tied up. Only this time while we were helpless and to the delight of the other boys, one of our playmates pulled our shorts down revealing our flowered undies. Instead of feeling outraged, my girlfriend and I both enjoyed our unexpected popularity and notoriety among our playmates. This became the new routine until our parents caught us and ended my early sojourn into exhibitionism. Now over ten years later I was again helpless to my predicament and my panties were soaked with liquid anticipation. As I lay there not knowing what was going to happen next, my husband grabbed my breasts and gave them a good squeeze. I could feel the tingling right between my legs. He slowly unzipped my top until it was completely open. My nipples were as hard as little diamonds. The look in his eyes appeared to what I would imagine a sexy predator's would look like, and I was the unwitting prey. He pinched my nipples until I couldn't stand much more. I found myself struggling with my bonds trying to lessen the sensual stimulation that he was performing on me. He reached down between my legs, grabbing my crotch, and pushing two fingers firmly against my very swollen lips. Although I had two layers of clothing on, I might as well have been naked as I could feel everything. He began to rub me in a rhythm that had me rolling my eyes into the back of my
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