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She climbed onto the bed and obeyed him. He
straddled her and started massaging her neck and back.

“That feels sooooo good.” Her muscles started
to relax and she felt as if she could melt right into the mattress.
“You are an amazing multi-talented man. Did anyone ever tell you
that?”

He leaned over and kissed the back of her
neck. “You are so beautiful, Leslie.” She turned over as he moved
off of her. He sat beside her and stroked her cheek. “I’ve never
met anyone like you.”

She caught his hand in hers and held it to
her cheek. “You’re unlike anyone I’ve ever known, too.”

He eased down so that they were lying
side-by-side and he leaned close and kissed her. With a soft moan
she kissed him back, loving his taste, loving the feel of his body
close to hers. His naked body was warm and hard beneath her touch
as she moved her palm down his chest to his abs and then up to his
shoulder again.

His hands were callused and rough as he
stroked her softer skin. His touch was amazing, making her body
feel alive again. He gently palmed her breasts, and she sighed as
he rubbed his thumb over first one nipple and then the other.

“Make love to me.” She moved her mouth to his
and kissed him. “Make love to me.”

He shifted his body and then his body was in
between her thighs. She gasped at the feel of him inside of
her.

She wrapped her legs around his hips, drawing
him closer. His movements were slow and easy as he began taking
her. She moaned with pleasure as he eased in and out of her.

She arched her hips, encouraging him to
increase the tempo. He started moving at a faster pace as he looked
down at her and their gazes locked.

The moment stretched on as he pumped in and
out of her. She gasped and cried out to him. “Faster, Rick. Please,
faster.”

He started moving at a faster rate and she
felt an orgasm starting to rise within her. It came closer and
closer, filled with the promise of something extraordinary.

Perspiration broke out on her skin and her
breathing increased. His body felt heated against hers and she felt
his sweat mingling with hers.

He never took his eyes from hers and when she
felt like she couldn’t hold on any longer he kissed her hard.

Her orgasm rocketed through her and she cried
out against his mouth. Her body shook and trembled as fireworks
exploded in her mind. She had never known what that meant or what
it was like until this very moment.

His strokes became stronger, harder, as her
body vibrated with her climax. Just when she thought it was over,
another one took hold of her and she cried out again.

With a groan his body shuddered against hers.
She felt his cock throb inside of her, drawing out her second
orgasm.

When he came to a stop, he pressed his hips
tight against hers and held it for a long moment. And then he
rolled them both onto their sides facing one another.

“You know how to relax a girl don’t you, Rick
Pierce. Thank you.” She smiled and caressed his cheek. “That was
beautiful.”

He took her hand in his and kissed her
knuckles then drew her into his embrace.

Leslie adjusted her black latex corset as she
looked into the mirror of her bedroom in her home in Maryland. She
had promised Rick that she would dress up in some of her favorite
fetish wear just for him.

She turned and looked over her shoulder in
the mirror and checked the smooth lines of the tight black latex
pants that went with the corset. Latex molded her ass just right.
After fixing her hair, she pulled on a pair of four-inch heels.

After their ordeal, they had still enjoyed
the last of their weekend in Cabo. The beach, sun, drinks, and good
food, helped take her mind off of what had happened.

Dinner had arrived fifteen minutes ago. She
wasn’t crazy about cooking but she had nimble fingers for dialing
the phone and a pile of menus from places that delivered. Tonight
they were having Thai.

The doorbell rang. Her heels clicked on the
hardwood floor as she headed along the hallway, down the sweeping
staircase, and to the front door. It was the first time he had been
to her home since they had known each other. Before she answered,
she looked through the peephole to see that it was definitely Rick.
He was so hot looking that her mouth watered. He was holding a
bouquet of flowers and a bottle of wine.

When she opened the door, she wanted to just
stand and take him in. He wore a dark blue shirt that was snug on
his muscled body along with Levis. His short, dark hair looked so
hot on him and his tawny eyes were warm and inviting.

She crooked her finger, telling him to come
toward her. “Come in, said the spider to the fly,” she said in her
most sultry voice.

“Damn.” Rick shut the door behind him and she
saw the appreciation in his eyes. “You look unbelievable. Turn
around. Let me look at the back of you.”

Leslie took a few steps, turned, and pivoted
around on her heels as if modeling on a runway. Then, with her hand
on her hip, she stood and looked at him with her most sultry
look.

“Now, turn around again and stop,” he said.
When she showed him the back she heard him whistle. “That is as hot
an ass ever poured into pants like that. I love the shiny tight
latex and how if forms to your perfect ass. Just amazing”

She faced him then walked toward him. “Let me
take those before you drop them.” She almost grinned at the
distracted look on his expression. From the sound of it, he
definitely loved the way she looked.

“Oh.” He looked at her again and handed her
the colorful bouquet that he was holding. “I don’t think I’m going
to be able to keep my mind on anything but you.” He shook his head.
“Not that I’ve been able to stop thinking about you at all.”

Something in the way he said the words made
her feel almost shy. “I want to put these in water.” She turned
away from him and headed for the kitchen and felt the burn of his
gaze on her backside.

When they reached the kitchen she set the
bouquet on the counter and heard the thump of the bottle of the
wine as he set it down. She turned to look at him and he brought
her into his arms and kissed her.

She gave a soft moan from the exquisiteness
of his kiss and the way it made her feel deep inside. The way he
kissed nearly curled her toes. He moved his palms up and down the
smooth latex covering her body and his hands seemed to burn through
the latex to her skin.

He drew his head back and smiled down at her.
“No matter what you’re in, you look amazing.” He stepped back
enough to take a look at her up and down. “How hard is this to get
out of?”

She laughed. “If you’re worried about access,
don’t. Special zippers and Velcro are in strategic places.”

With a grin he kissed her again. “I’ve always
been good at special missions.”

While she put the flowers in water, he
uncorked the bottle of chardonnay and poured a glass for each of
them.

“That will go perfectly with dinner.” She
opened one of the paper bags filled with Thai food.

“Smells terrific.” He peeked into the second
bag then moved his gaze over her, taking her in from her head to
her polished toenails. “My stomach is growling, but I still think
I’ll have a hard time doing anything but look at you.”

The table was set for two and all they had to
do was carry out the food containers and sit down and eat.

While they enjoyed their dinner, she teased
him by leaning down to tug on one of her high heels, moving so that
he got a good view of her cleavage. While they ate she did her best
to find ways to taunt him sexually, wanting to make him as hot as
she was. She touched his hands whenever possible and brushed her
knees against his.

In turn he ran his fingers along her arm and
placed his hand on her thigh, close to her mound.

He cleared his throat. “So what kind of
mission am I going on tonight?”

“A top secret mission.” She whispered the
words as if someone might hear.

His expression heated her through. “My
favorite,” he said.

“It involves going into dangerous places.”
She gave him her most serious look. “Places you might not make it
out of.”

He smiled. “I’m up to the challenge.”

She leaned back in her chair. “I’ll bet you
are.”

After they cleaned up and she tossed empty
food containers, Rick left the room. She put the vase with the
bouquet of flowers on the table then left the kitchen for the
living room.

Just as she walked through the door from the
kitchen he grabbed her, startling her into crying out. She was
standing one moment and the next she was on her back with him on
top of her, straddling her, her arms pinned over her head.

He started tickling her and she broke out
into giggles as she tried to get away from his hands. She laughed
so hard that she could barely catch her breath when he finally
stopped.

“So much for my dominance over you,” she said
between breaths.

He kissed her and she sighed into his mouth.
The man was the most amazing kisser. When he raised his head he
smiled as he looked down at her. “What’s our mission tonight?”

“If you’ll let me up,” she said, “we’ll
deploy.”

“I’m well trained and ready for anything.” He
gave her a quick grin and helped her to her feet. She took his hand
and led him up the staircase.

“You have an incredible home.” He looked
around him with interest. “This place must have been here since
colonial times.”

“It has.” She nodded. “My family tree is deep
in New England and has roots as far back as the Mayflower.”

“It’s impressive.” He looked down at her
shoes. “How do you manage these stairs with those heels?”

“Practice,” she said.

He made a sound of approval “They’re so
damned hot on you.”

They reached the second floor and she tugged
his hand. “This way.”

She led him down a hallway, past her suite of
rooms, to a locked room at the end of the hallway. She let go of
his hand and reached into her cleavage that was held up with the
latex corset, and pulled out a large brass key.

“I think you’ll enjoy this,” she said as she
looked over her shoulder.

He raised an eyebrow, definitely
intrigued.

When she let the door swing open, she
followed his gaze around the room while he took in her various toys
and unusual bondage furniture.

“Wow. Nice surprise.” He looked at her.
“You’re really into it. Where did you get all of this?”

“I wouldn’t have invested in all of this. I
have it because a good friend gave some pieces to me.” She gestured
to one side of the room. “That cage, the St. Andrews cross, the
bondage chair, and the stocks next to it. He bought them and did a
room up to surprise his wife for her birthday. The day before the
occasion, she told him she was leaving him for another man. He just
couldn’t stand seeing it so he gave it to me. I know the cage might
seem a little too far, but if nothing else it adds to the ambience.
Actually, the sight of a naked man tethered in a cage would be nice
foreplay to me.”

“It all looks brand new.” He looked away from
the toys to her. “Have you use most of it?”

She shook her head. “Haven’t found the right
sub.”

“Or man to use it on you.” He walked over to
a sex swing and pushed it. As it swung back and forth he looked
over his shoulder. “We are definitely using this.”

With a laugh she stepped into his arms. “Oh,
yeah?”

“Yeah.” He lowered his head and kissed
her.

The feelings that rolled through her shocked
her. This guy was changing the way she felt about bondage and
domination. He was transforming her. He made her feel safe, secure,
maybe even loved.

She no longer wanted to control him… She
wanted him to control her.

The feelings she had were all so different.
She was a dominant woman and she just didn’t turn over control,
total control, to any man. But she didn’t feel dominant around
Rick. Not at all. All the equipment in the room was for her to use
on a man she would discard when he couldn’t handle her or wanted to
get closer emotionally. Now she wanted it used on her. Used on her
by Rick.

The experience in Mexico had changed her,
too. She had never felt so protected as she did with Rick.

A part of her thought about telling him but
she knew it was too soon to start talking about things like that.
She wasn’t even sure why she felt this way, much less what to do
about it.

“What do you have planned for me?” He rubbed
his hands up and down her upper arms.

She bit her lower lip before she spoke.
“Something changed and it doesn’t feel right to top you.”

“Good.” He cupped her face in his hands.
“Because it feels right for me to take control of you. I love it.
And I know that you do, too.”

She nodded, feeling strangely exhilarated as
she looked up at him.

“I have a lot of goodies here, and then
some.” She gestured at the short but wide cabinet where she kept a
lot of her toys. She had some things on the surface and others in
the drawers and toys hanging from the insides of the open
doors.

“Perfect.” He took her by the arm. “Come
on.”

She followed him to the cabinet, excitement
stirring in her belly like a hundred butterflies. He rummaged in
the drawers and pulled out the red ball gag then pushed it into her
mouth and buckled it behind her head.

The way he was taking control made the
butterflies in her belly go crazy.

Next he pulled out a fur-lined pair of
leather cuffs, and a metal clip. He moved behind her and brought
her wrists back and secured the cuffs then clipped them
together.

He ran his palms up and down her
latex-covered body as he came around to face her. “Now to search
for those strategically placed zippers and Velcro.” He palmed her
breasts and found the latex cups that were attached with Velcro. He
tore them off and tossed them aside, leaving cutouts around her
breasts.