And You were gone, Sir. Porn I couldn’t believe it, Sir. When I woke again the candle had burned out and the clock on the bedside table showed that it was very late…or very early, depending. After a moment You approached the bed and I anticipated the feel of the ropes around my wrists and ankles again. And You didn’t tie me up, or make me beg. Oh god, I came so hard, Sir. I know I should have begged Your permission to come, Sir, but I’m sure You know that I had absolutely no choice in the matter: just seeing You, now kneeling between my legs and resting your weight on one hand as You used the other to guide Your cock into me would have been enough, but to feel You suddenly
