I chewed on the end of my straw as I sat at an outside table at a small restaurant with Michael. My brain circulated around the past few days and how I had learned so much from V. I couldn't focus on the conversation that Michael and I were having. I was too lost in V and how much I cared for him.
My gold bracelets still ran around both my wrists as a reminder for who owned my hands. That even if we were apart, he was in control of my hands and what they did. He held the key to them, and I wasn't allowed to pleasure myself at all costs or I'd be punished. Part of me wanted to test that theory. Make him put me into a pillory only to have his dirty way with me. Spank me until my ass was bruised and I was writhing in delicious agony, coaxing my Sir for more. God, I wanted it. I wanted to fe
