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"But I don't want to let you go, you've gotten me all wet John."
"Well I'm sorry Jaime, but I have to get some sleep before work."
"Fine!! Goodnight then babe, I love you."
"I love you too, sweet dreams dear."
"Oh, I will."
As Jaime hung up the phone she started to think of all the things she and John were discussing over the phone causing herself to grow even more wet. After changing into her pajamas she curled up and allowed herself to drift off into dream world to dream about all that was said.
Not too long after she drifted off to sleep did her dream take over. There she was lying in the bed and just off the bed was John carrying a whole bunch of things. She slowly looked over the arsenal and saw a pair of ankle cuffs, blindfold, flogger, gag, handcuffs, melted chocolate, vibrator, and whipped cream. All she could do was grin at John and squirm in the bed knowing very well what each was for.
Suddenly Jaime got the look in her eyes and John knew what it was, the look of desire and want. Slowly Jaime began to strip herself of her clothes. She didn't need to hear the command from John, she could tell by the look in his eyes that this is what he wanted, not to mention she knew what pleased him and if he could have it, she would always be nude. Jaime was able to see the smile that spread across John’s face as he raised his hand and moved it in a circle motion…a signal for her to turn over. Without question she turned and lay on her belly wondering what he was going to do next.
All the sudden she felt his weight on the bed and she squirmed a bit in anticipation. Ever since John had visited her and collared her, to be able to please him in any way made her squirm and wiggle with joy. She heard the jingle and felt the cold steel of the ankle cuffs around her ankles as he locked them on her forcing her legs to spread wide before locking the other end to the footboard. His hands began to travel up her legs to her thighs then taking in the rest of her body the whole time feeling the cold steel of the handcuffs in his hand. Slowly he came to her wrists and grab hold of them, pulling up forcing her arms out straight. She heard the click of the handcuffs locking against her wrist then the click of them locking to the headboard. She knew that now she was totally helpless, that the control was fully in his hands and she wouldn't have it any other way.
She felt his hands slide back down her body taking in her curves stopping at her waist pulling it up to where her tushie was in the air and her head down against the bed. His soft breath was against her ear as his deep soothing voice softly whispered to her not to move from that position. Then just as quickly as his touch came it left and a new sound pierced the silence...the sound of a flogger hitting against John's hand. The one thing Jaime loved the most and John knew it was a spanking and to do so with a flogger or a paddle just made it all that more arousing for her. As Jaime heard the sound of the flogger against his hand she wiggled her tushie a bit taunting him. As soon as her
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