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The Borrowingthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:male domination, 6190 words) [1/2] show all parts

Author: anneski and nickski
Added: Apr 02 2002Views / Reads: 2626 / 1924 [73%]Part vote: 9.00 (4 votes)
A couple's extreme game takes her to new heights of ecstasy.She plays to lose..
 


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My shoulders were aching, and my wrists were burning, but I couldn't feel my hands. I puzzled slightly as I started to wake, over why this should be. Bed was normally warm, and cosy, where were the covers? I tried to reach for them, and felt the resistance keeping my arms above my head. I frowned, and pulled hard, then gasped as pain seared through my already throbbing wrists. I struggled to sit upright and open my eyes, only to feel the room spin wildly, and have a sickening feeling of vertigo wash over me. Full consciousness returned abruptly, as I realised I had ground beneath my feet, I was in fact standing, not lying, and that wherever I was, it wasn't my own safe little bed.

Now that I was fully awake, it was clear that the reason for the darkness was that I was blindfolded. I managed to half open my eyes despite that, and there was still complete blackness. Either the fabric was designed to keep out the light, or it was night. I tried to stop thinking for a moment, to put a lid on the can of worms that was my vivid imagination, in order to just concentrate on feeling, to get some sense of where I was. I could feel that there was space around me, maybe a great deal of space, as the air was cool, and I could feel occasional draughts stirring my hair. I stamped my foot, partly in frustration, and partly in temper at my own lack of memory, and felt a hard surface. There were no echoes from my petulant stamp. Concrete then?

My heart leaped, as realisation dawned. This was his doing! He'd ...

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