At The Foot Of My Bed
Tied at the foot of my bed, gagged, right where I left you and oh so pathetic. I ignore you while I make plans for this evening with my lover. And once everything is set in place I decide to really lay it on you. If you wanted me to stop, you’d just say something. But you don’t. You mumble with that gag in your mouth and your cock is throbbing so I take it that you’re loving my abuse.
I remind you that whisky makes me frisky and my lover and I are going out for drinks this evening. I remind you that your sole purpose in life is to be at my feet at the foot of my bed and if I so choose to bring a lover over, well… we will concern ourselves with the details then.