Tied Up

"So you did the crime but I do the time" she pouted at me. "Well I did cross her but you instigated this, so she might let us off if you submit to the caning Sarah", I was sure she would decline and make me use extreme measures. "FUCK YOU, FUCK HER, FUCK yourselves!" -- I had tied her up and gagged her so when Jane entered the apartment Sarah was bent over the leather sofa chair, wrists handcuffed to the left feet of the chair and her ankles cuffed to the right side of the chair legs, leaving her nude body arched over the chair, its large arm rest leaving her bottom vulnerable to Sarah and her cane.

She came by one day a few months after their divorce while Kevin was away on a business trip. When I opened the door, she looked fabulous, as if she had done a makeover. "Kim! Hi! What brings you up here?" I asked, trying to mask my sudden excitement at seeing her look so good. She was wearing a two-piece sort of business outfit. It was a crushed black-velvet jacket with a short skirt and a white silk blouse with a ruffled collar.