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Fifty Shades Redder

Being Dominated Isn't Everything That You Think That It Is

By Casey KellerPublished 4 years ago 30 min read
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The stench of dried blood was almost overwhelming. Still, Steven did his best with bleach and ammonia to get it cleaned up off the floor. He put his three thousand count white Egyptian sheets in the washer, with almost to much bleach that he almost gagged at the fumes.

Steven busied himself as put away the leather armbinders, wrist and ankle restraints, the black hood, leather blindfold, the spiked collar, the handcuffs, nylon rope, and the red rubber flogger along with the rubber Flexi spanker/teaser. He admired his collection of bondage gear as he carefully put them back on their display rack that lay hidden behind his closet. He turned off the black light that illuminated his collection and shut the door.

Steven made his millions as a stockbroker when Amazon first came out. Now, thirty years later, his bank and stock portfolio looks like that of Warren Buffets. Sipping on the thirty-year-old scotch from his balcony, that overlooks the Potomac, he hears his doorbell. It's Derek, the doorman, and concierge of the building.

Derek is a nice guy with a head full of ideas. He's a sharp and intelligent broad-shouldered, a retired military man. He and Steven get together once a week, and he gets insider information from Steven on what stocks to buy and when to sell. They share a couple of drinks as Steven tells Derek when to sell his Apple stock. Derek looked up to Steven because he seemed to have a perfect life. Steven had the money, the looks, and the sweet three-bedroom, two-bath, porcelain floors, and granite countertops. Plus, he had an excellent view of the Potomac. Derek had to come up and tell him that the neighbors were complaining of the loud music and wild parties. Since the last time, Steven had a professional carpenter come and soundproof his place. Steven walked Derek's long, slender, muscular body to his door. They exchanged handshakes, and Derek left relieved that he would be able to retire in two more months from Stevens's advice.

Steven had moved from New York to Washington, D.C after his wife died five years ago. Since then, he felt no need to get too attached to any other woman. Stephanie was his highschool sweetheart. They had been married for 25 years before her body succumbed to cancer. He did, on occasion, would invite a female friend to his place. They would have dinner and drinks. Sometimes sparks would fly, and they would have sex. Other times Steven would prefer to be alone.

He became an award of the state because no other family member wanted to raise a teenager. Wanting to make something of himself, he studied harder than his peers, slept four hours a night. He got his big break when he begged and pleaded with one of the owners on the New York Stock Exchange to polish the shoes of the investors coming in. He worked the moment they opened the doors until the moment the bell rang at the end of the business day. How Steven got started was as he was polishing shoes of one of the stockbrokers. The guy had tipped him a thousand dollars and said, "Good Luck, kid, I got faith in you; you're going to go far and succeed in life." With those words echoing in his mind, he invested the thousand dollars in a company called Amazon. Jeff Besos said that it was going to be the way of the future.

Steven looked at his oak wine rack that sat on his granite countertop. He smelled a faint lavender smell that was in the air from his cleaning lady's supplies. Steven realized that he was almost out of wine. He remembered Derek had told him of a new Liquor store that was open on Fith street. Steven grabbed his overcoat, and instead of driving his blue 530 horsepower with black leather seats 2020 Bentley that he would walk the five blocks in the crisp D.C. autumn air.

It was a beautiful day out; the sun was shining. It must have been a cold but warm 55 degrees out. Leaves danced around his feet as he sauntered down the sidewalk. Pedestrians were in there hustle and bustle going on in their daily lives and talking on there cell phones. Horns honked, some pedestrians shouted. There was a loud jackhammer being operated by a burly man with tattoos and smoking as he hammered away at the sidewalk on the other side of the street. He could smell the concrete dust stirring in the air. Further up the road, he heard the chirping of birds. Everything about the day and the walk to the liquor store, and the smells made it seem like the perfect day. He loved being out and about and watching the sights and sounds of the city. It reminded him of his previous life with Stephanie before she passed away. Time just seemed to disappear. A gentleman accidentally bumped into him as he was coming out of the liquor store. He checked his wallet. Nope, thank god it wasn't one of those pickpocketers. He looked up and read the sign that hung on a wooden plaque. One-Stop-Shop Liqueur.

He went inside and found it to be quite the little store. It had wrought iron wine racks filled with wines and champagnes. Shelves lined the walls with locked glass cages that housed the more expensive bottles of wine, champagnes, and cognacs. Another room off the central part of the store had Cuban cigars. He could smell the brandy and Patchouli incense. Steven knew it was Patchouli because it was one of his favorite scents that he frequently burned at his place. It's a clean smell, like fresh linen on a clothesline for clothes to dry. A sweet voice came from behind him. Can I help you? Steve turned around to see one of the most amazing, beautiful, stunning women that he had ever seen. She almost resembled his deceased wife.

The light from the front windows silhouetted her perfect body. She must have been about five-foot-six, she had the most beautiful long black hair. She had a light coloring of makeup on. Her plump lips had a perfect pout to them. Her eyes were a deep magnetic blue. Steven gave her the quick elevator eyes look. Her tits were more than what her shirt could contain. She reminded him of Daisy Duke from the Dukes of Hazard. Her Shorts were short, but they weren't Daisy Duke shorts. Her legs were as shapely as his—her belly button shown off a belly button piercing, which was that of a barbell. The tattoo of a rose, on top of her left breast, was barely hidden by her long black hair. Steven swallowed hard as he cleared his voice. Hi, I'm Steven. I'm looking for a bottle of Don Perrion, a bottle of merlot, a bottle of champagne and cognac.

She responded in her sweet southern voice that her name was Tami and that she would love to help him find what he needed. Tami was the most polite woman that he had ever met. They shared polite conversation as she helped him find everything that he needed. Tami asked if he was throwing a party. He replied with, No, I like to have my place stocked up for when I have friendly get-togethers. It sounds like you have quite the place Tami said. Steven gave her his card and told her that if ever wanted to come to his penthouse and hang out that she was more than welcome. Tami rang up his thousand dollar order and watched as he walked out of the store. She thought to herself that Steven is pretty cute. And he does have a sweet ass. The biggest plus that Tami thought was that he didn't have a wedding ring on his finger. She decided that she was going to go to stop at his place on her way home from work.

By the time Steven had got home with all this liquor, the sheets would be clean. He put all the alcohol away and made his bed. Steven found his stash of honey dust and the feather that went with it and put it away with his bondage gear. He didn't want to scare Tami away too soon too quick.

His buzzer rings, and he answers it. Derek announced that a Miss Tami is on her way up. Thrilled at the thought that she wanted to see him so soon set him in a quick panic to get rid of Jacklynn's undergarments that she had left from the previous night. Steve opened his door just as Tami was about to knock. They laughed as he escorted her into his place. He opened a bottle of chablis, and they sat out on his balcony after he had given her the tour of his three thousand square foot place. They enjoyed watching the remainder of the sunset as they continued to talk.

Tami's cheeks flushed with a pretty red as steven lightly touched her arm and asked her if she wanted another glass of red wine. She grabbed his elbow, and in a quick, stealthy move had pushed him up against the railing and shoved her tongue in his mouth. They stood there and made out on his balcony. Tami had never done this before, but that wine had loosened her inhibitions, and she was pulling out stevens tucked in shirt. She grabbed at his shirt and yanked it off, the buttons on Stevens's shirt went flying. She clawed his defined chest and chiseled abs while kissing and sucking on Stevens's tongue. He picked her up and set her down on the railing. Her legs wrapped around his waist as they continued to kiss. Steven grabbed at Tami's blouse, and in one smooth yank pulled it off of her. Her blue bra was the same color as her eyes, as he unhooked it in one smooth unclasping. Her tits were so big that Steven couldn't grasp all of them in one hand. He licked and sucked at her nipples. Tami wrapped her legs around his waist while he sucked on her perfect shade of red nipples and carried her to his bedroom.

Steven sat Tami down on his bed and lowered his hands from her hair to her shorts, he unbuttoned them and slid them off with her matching blue panties. He pushed her back on his bed and dove his head between her legs. Steven at first licked her clit until her juices flowed from deep within her. Then he shoved his tongue inside her pussy. She moaned and arched her back and grabbed steven by the back of his head, and pulled his head and tongue deeper inside of her pussy. She felt one of his thick fingers slid inside of her, and she gasped in delight and orgasmed all over Steven's tongue and fingers. He licked up all her wet juices and bit the insides of her thighs. Tami got up from his bed, pushed steven up against his bedroom wall, and as she got on her knees, she took his pants with her. His cock almost slapped her face as she pulled it out from his boxers. Tami's tongue licked his shaft from his balls to the tip of his dick. Tami circled her tongue around the head of his penis till he was oozing cum on her lips, she then opened her mouth and slid his entire hot stiff pole down her throat. Tami bobbed her head back and forth, sucking stevens cock until he blew his hot wet sticky load in her mouth.

Tami's intense blue eyes looked up into Steven's eyes as she was finishing swallowing his load and licking her lips. Tami told steven that she wanted to feel his cock in her pussy but that she didn't want to go that far just yet, and he agreed. As he walked her to his door, he had to ask. Tami, would you be scared if I wanted your body to explore itself in such a way that you have an intense orgasm that you would never want to have another man in your life. Her cheeks flushed with a pink redness and said, I'm open to anything as long as it doesn't kill me. She reached up with both hands and wrapped them around Stevens's neck and kissed him goodnight.

After Tami left, Steven had gone to his closet and opened up the back door and turned on the black light that illuminated his bondage gear. He grabs the red/rubber Flexi spanker and smacks it at his ass, it's like a flyswatter but made for adults. He knows that Tami would like this. She could also like Armbinders. There like handcuffs but made of leather and restrains the woman's arms behind her at the biceps and triceps. The cuffs were police issue that he got from one of his police friends. Another friend had hooked him up with red nylon rope. The red spiked collar might be too much, he thought. But you never know some women like to being dominated like that. Red blindfolds are always fun to have; they heighten women's arousal, not knowing where you're going to touch them again. The red flogger is like a small whip with many ends to it. It's like having multiple tiny little whips spanking you at once; steven never met a woman that didn't like that. And of course, almost all women loved to be spanked. After a while, though, it would hurt Stevens's hands from spanking a woman's ass while he fucked her from behind. So he invested in a red leather paddle. He hadn't used the red rubber ankle and wrist restraints since his late wife Stephanie had passed.

Steven wanted to break in the rubber ankle and wrist restraints. But he and Tami were still just at the beginning of there sexual relationship. So he called Jacklynn over. She was always willing just as long as she could feel his hot cum spray on her tits. She loved that and got off on it. It wasn't long, and Jacklynn was at Steven's place and down on her knees licking and sucking his cock. Steven liked Jacklynn. She had those fuck me green eyes, with the fiery red hair. She reminded steve of Velma off Scooby-Doo. Just with longer hair. She wore her wire-rimmed glasses and a catholic school girl outfit. Steven had her tits out and was pinching her nipples as she slid her mouth all the way down his shaft. Jacklynn slid her mouth to the top of his penis and licked his dickhead. He grabbed her by the arms and picked her up by the waist and carried her to his bedroom. He laid her on his bed, where the red restraints were attached to his bed frame. He laid on top of her, his dick barely touching her clit as he secured her wrists. Steven licked and sucked on her petite and firm nipples. He eased down to the foot of the bed and restrained each ankle. Jacklynn said, just don't put the blindfold on me; I want to know what you're doing.

Steven first teased her body with the red flogger in one hand and the red Flexi spanker in the other. The Flexible spanker teased her right nipple and the flogger, and it's many little leather little whips teased her left nipple. Then he added pressure with the Flexi spanker until her nipple was hard. Then he whipped the flogger at her left breast and nipple. She let out a deep moan as she felt her juices oozing from her pussy. Steven took the hood and put it over his head. Sometimes it felt weird cause he felt like he was an executioner. He was, though, and executioner of giving intense amounts of pleasure to women. And they loved him for it. He unshackled the red restraints, Jacklyn just laid there in exhaustion from the multiple orgasms that she had from him spanking and whipping her tits. Steven rolled her over on her stomach and again shackled her back to his bed. He went back to his closet and got a spreader bar. The spreader bar allowed steven to spread Jacklynn's legs apart and keep them apart while in the doggie position. He anchored it to the wrists restraints, so her ass and pussy were open to him from behind. He licked and fingered her ass and her pussy. Steven grabbed the red paddle and spanked her ass until it was a bright red, then shoved his cock in her pussy while he fed her ass a string of red rubber anal beads. He spanked her other ass cheek with the paddle while his dick pounded her pussy. Steven grabbed the end of the anal beads that were in her ass and slowly pulled it out one red rubber anal bead at a time. Jacklynn was screaming so loud it almost hurt his ears. He was glad that he had that carpenter soundproof his penthouse a year ago. Jacklynn was so exhausted from the multiple orgasms that she couldn't move. Steven unshackled her from the leg spreader and the ankle and wrist restraints, and her body collapsed on his bed. I know you have one more in you steven said. Jacklynn watched as he jerked his cock off and he cummed all over her tits and nipples. He was right, Jacklynn, got off on his cum, hitting her tits and nipples, and she felt another orgasm squirting from her pussy.

Jacklynn was so tired that she fell asleep in Stevens's bed. He didn't mind, and he did have two other bedrooms that could crash in. That next morning he had made her breakfast in bed and had a rose on the tray as he brought it into her: coffee, orange juice, scrambled eggs, toast, and blueberry pancakes. She ate it all, kissed him, then weak-kneed made it into the shower. Feeling a hundred percent better, they met on the balcony. Jacklynn told steven, If Tami doesn't like all that you have to offer her and all those multiple orgasms, then call me I don't mind it at all.

Steven knew that she was right, but he also knew that not all women liked being whipped, spanked, and dominated. Like he had done to Jacklynn. This was going to take some careful planning and organizing and making sure that Tami would be okay with being dominated.

After Jacklynn left, Steven had gone into the bedroom and cleaned up their mess and put away the bondage gear. There were some droplets of blood here and there, so he had got his bleach and ammonia to clean it up. Then he went for his morning jog. The morning air was a little crisper than usual for September weather. He put on his red cap and zipped up his under armor running jacket, retied his shoes, and set out on his regimented path through the park. A light breeze carried with it the smell of pine and Cyprus trees to his nose. Arms in rhythm and his legs in stride steven listens to Survivor playing eye of the tiger on his red under armor ear pods. His stride gets broken as he accidentally bumps into a beautiful blond as she was tieing her shoes. After being very apologetic, She introduced herself as Mary. They exchanged conversation and decided to jog the rest of the way and back. Sweaty and out of breath, they catch a coffee vendor, and steven buys them each a water as they finished there jog. Mary was quite an attractive woman for a blond. She was almost the same height as steven as they sat and talked about each other and what they did for work. Steven was quite the ladies man; they always seemed to gravitate towards his confident swagger and self-assurance. Mary gave him her number, shook his hand, and took off down the street. He watched her tight ass as she jogged away. Thinking to himself steven thought, I would love to get behind that. As he was finishing that thought, She had turned around and waved goodbye to him as she went across the street to her apartment. Not only was she incredibly beautiful and smart for a tech representative for Apple, but she also lived close by too. Steven got up, walked towards the crosswalk, crossed the street, and went to his apartment and got showered and cleaned up. He dressed in a casual light brown sweater that accentuated his black hair and wore a pair of black khaki's. Pouring himself a glass of merlot, he starts preparing the meal that he and Tami were going to eat.

Steven puts his sheets back in the dryer while calling Tami. He mopped the porcelain floor and wiped down counters before prepping the dinner that he was going to cook. The features of her face reminded him of the details that he took in preparing everything precisely. Steven burned Patchouli incense while he was at his chopping block as he tenderized and marinated the New York steaks that he bought a week ago. As he sauteed the mushrooms and onions, he grilled a salmon on his outdoor grill. He was good at multitasking. Sometimes he did it so well that he would forget about his other daunting tasks that needed completion before Tami would get there. Lowering the heat on the grill and letting the steaks marinate in a rosemary and olive oil with chives, he realized that his sheets wouldn't be dry. Going to the closet and finding a pair of bed linings was an easy task. Steven made his bed with his brand new black silk sheets.

As he returned to the kitchen, the smells were intoxicating. Steven was surprised he didn't have any knocks on his door as the smell from the fish wafting towards his neighbor's patio. The steaks looked delicious as he put them on the grill. Putting the heat on medium-low, they would be perfect by the time Tami got there. Setting the mood and lighting some candles steven got the bright idea of opening up the hidden door in his closet and leaving the blacklight turned on. That way, when Tami sees it that can talk openly about it and see what she would be into and what she wouldn't. It seemed like a good plan until he heard a knock at his door. Crap, steven thought she's early. Checking himself in the mirror at the door, he opens it to find a new surprise. The blond that he went jogging with, Mary was at his door with a bottle of wine. Is this a bad time she asked? She saw how the candles lit up his penthouse. He didn't tell her earlier that he had a dinner date with Tami. He was trying not to show her his frustration and that Tami would be there in the next 30 minutes.

Steven thought this is the wrong time, but he didn't want to be too rude either. He let mary in and quickly excused himself to the bathroom. She sat on his black microfiber couch and waited. In the bathroom, steven was panicking; this was the only way. He grabbed a cloth and doused it with some chloroform. He snuck out of his bathroom, went down the hall that traversed his bedroom to sneak up behind Mary. He snuck up behind her and quickly put the chloroform doused rag over her mouth and nose. She struggled briefly until she passed out. Steven picked her up and carried her to his panic room, which was hidden off from the other wall of the closet. There he was able to access his bondage gear. He put a leather gag ball over her mouth and secured it behind her head, put the blindfold over her eyes, then put the hood on top of it so she couldn't see where she and couldn't scream either. Steven grabbed the nylon rope and tied her up. Looking at his watch, he knew that Tami would be showing up at any minute. He finished tieing Mary up with a figure eight square not and locked the panic room door, and shut the hidden door in the back of his closet. His plans with Tami would have to wait. As he was coming out of his bedroom, he heard her knock at his door.

He let her in and escorted her to the kitchen island and poured her a glass of wine. She smelled the Patchouli leaves incense and was pleasantly surprised that Steven knew what it was. The steak was a perfect red, and the smoked salmon was delicious. It didn't take long, and everything that transpired with Mary was on the back burner of his mind. After they had eaten everything, Steven realized that it had been almost three hours. A flash of Mary tied up in his panic room made his wrinkles in his forehead crease with anxiety. Steven wanted to take things further with Tami, but he knew that he had another problem to rectify first. He apologized for an early evening and said good night as he walked her to the entrance of the building. She ran her fingers along the palm of his hand and said that she would take his raincheck for sex on another night. After all, he was quite the gentleman and would wait for the right time and moment with her. He waved down a taxi for her, and as it pulled up, steven grabbed her by the waist, her arms swam around his neck, and he kissed her goodnight.

Back in his penthouse, steven wondered how he would approach this situation with Mary. Suddenly a bright idea came to his mind. He went to his closet and listened with a stethoscope against the wall. She wasn't moving or trying to scream. Steven knew that she wasn't dead; it was just chloroform. He went to the far side of the closet, pushed the hidden button on top of the molding, and the secret door opened. Steven saw her chest taking deep breaths as she laid there. He grabbed the chloroformed rag and put it over her mouth and nose again. Soon she was passed out asleep on the floor. Steven untied her and took the hood off of her head. He took her to the elevator that he could take down to the parking garage. Steven could make it look like if he was caught on cameras or by other residents that he was just caring a woman to his car because she was passed out drunk. It wouldn't have been the first time that he had done that. Steven put her in the front seat of his car and drove her down to her apartment building. He talked with the doorman and asked if he could take her up to her apartment because she was passed out drunk. The doorman had let them in and escorted them to her apartment and let them in. So far, so good. Steven put her in her bed and wrote the following note, Mary when you came to my place, you had slipped on some ice that I had forgotten to pick up, and you hit your head on my counter. You had passed out, and I wanted you to be in a comfortable, safe, and reassuring place, so I brought you back to your apartment and put you in your bed. Give me a call in a couple of days when you are feeling better, and we will get some dinner. And he placed it on her counter and left.

Back in his penthouse, he felt so relieved. He had covered all of the bases that nothing would come back and bite him in the ass, and he fell asleep and didn't wake up till late afternoon the next day, to a ringing cell phone. It was Tami. They talked for a couple of minutes and set up dinner plans for the night. Laying there, Steven looked at his other notifications and saw a text message from Mary. Steven, thank you so very much for taking care of me and bringing me back to my place, it was very much appreciated. Thank you perhaps later this week we can get some dinner.

He replied, saying that would be nice and would look forward to it. A huge weight lifted from his shoulders. Mary didn't suspect anything else thus otherwise. Steven just played and lived everything else as close to the chest as possible and waited for his second date with Tami. He knew that the other night's meal that they had was just perfect, that he wasn't going to go to such drastic measures. Steven would just order a combination pizza and get a six-pack of beers and watch a movie. Just as he was putting in Casablanca, he hears a knock at his door. Tami and the pizza delivery guy were there at the same time. She paid him and gave him a tip and walked into steven's place with the pizza. Steven grabbed a couple of beers, and they went and sat on his black microfiber couch, ate pizza, and watched the movie.

It wasn't long, and Tami was soon sitting on Steven's lap and kissing him. They tore at each other's tops, buttons flying across the room, and her naked tits and nipples were pushing up against Steven's chest as they deep tongued kissed each other. Like on there first night together, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he stood up and carried her to his bedroom. They laid on his bed and kissed and licked at each other's nipples until she saw the backlighted room behind his closet what's that she asked. Steven told her that it was his bondage toys that he liked to use every once in a while. Why don't we use some of it now, Tami said. She got up playfully as she bounced towards his closet. Steven just laid there and finished getting naked and waited for his cute little black-haired blue-eyed vixen. She emerged back into his bedroom with the hood over her head, the flogger, and anal beads in one hand. And the Red rubber ankle and wrist restraints in the other. The red leather spiked collar over her shoulder. Tami told him to roll over.

Did steven just meet his match? He laid there and let Tami shackle him to his bed. This was new and exciting, and his dick got hard as she put the collar around his neck. She gave the collar a playful yank, smacked the flogger whip on his ass, and said, are you going to listen to me slave. Steven replied, yes, ma'am. Tami got down on her hands and knees and licked stevens ass and slid one of her fingers in it. She grabbed the red anal beads and slowly put them in his ass. He was in a different kind of pleasure that he wasn't too entirely sure about, but so far, he liked it. Tami laid on her back got between steven's knees until his penis was in front of her face. She whipped the flogger at his ass as she licked the tip of his penis. Steven slid a pillow down to support her neck. She licked and sucked on his dick while she pulled on the collar that was attached to his neck. Tami wanted to taste his sweet cum. With her other free hand, she reached up to the anal beads that were in his ass. As she pulled them out, Steven yelled, I'm cumming and started cumming uncontrollably all over her mouth, face, and lips. It was the most massive climax of cum that he had ever shot on a woman.

Tami's face was covered in his cum as she let him get up from being on his hands and knees. She told him that it was now her turn. She took off the hood and replaced it with the blindfold. Steven grabbed the honey dust from the closet, sprinkled it on her body, and traced the feather in it. Her body writhed in contortions and, her back arched in ecstasy As he licked the honey dust off of her body. It made her body feel like silk. Steven restrained her wrists and ankles to his bed. He licked her ass until it was wet enough to insert the red anal beads inside her.

Steven grabbed the flogger and proceeded to whip it at her nipples. He grabbed the flexible rubber spanker and tapped it at her pussy until she was cumming on it. Steven got into position and slid his dick inside her wet pussy. She was so wet that his penis had hit her cervix. He pumped his dick in and out of her until she was cumming again all over his cock. Steven pulled his penis out from her pussy and grabbed the anal beads with his mouth and, pulled it out. Tami screamed as she climaxed all over Steven's black silk sheets. As they laid there exhausted, steven found the strength to pull the hood off of his head. Tami left the blindfold on and just laid there. Steven unshackled her and kissed the red whip marks on her tits and nipples; she moaned and fell asleep.

That next morning Steven had given her the same treatment that he gave Jacklynn ten days ago. He had made Tami breakfast in bed. There was coffee orange juice, waffles, and scrambled eggs and ham. She felt like she could never leave his place or his side. Her body ached, though, and knew that she needed a shower. She and steven had eaten breakfast in bed, then showered together. Tami didn't want to leave, but she required clean clothes. As she finished up toweling off Steven, had gotten a couple of old boxes down from his attic. Tami look through these boxes, there might be some clothes in here that will fit you replied steven. He was right; she was the same size as his deceased wife. She put on a cute sundress, and steven took her to the mall, and he bought her a whole new wardrobe of clothes. He helped her upstairs with all her new clothes. He also bought her new bras and panties and shoes. They enjoyed a lovely lunch together at her place. Tami had made some killer grill cheese sandwiches and tomato soup.

As Steven drove back to his penthouse, he had got a call from Mary. He let it go to voicemail until he got back to his apartment. As he listened to her voicemail, she said, I appreciated you for bringing me back to my place unharmed, but I knew what you did. I saw your reflection in a picture that was across from the couch. You got two choices; you can either tell the cops the truth that are going to be knocking on your door at any minute. Or you can use your bondage equipment on me the right way, and hopefully, we can both get off on it. The choice is yours, but you better make a quick decision. I'm a woman not known for my patience, and I do know where you live. Click. Steven hung up the phone and looked dubiously at it. Could he betray the woman he loved and do this one last thing? Or would he be damned to years in prison?

To Be Continued

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Casey Keller

Hi, I'm a 47 year-old-veteran/photographer/door dash driver/uber driver as well. When I am not doing any of those things I can be found sitting in front of my computer writing books for amazon/vocal. keep your mind busy the body stays young

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