The Party

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                           Snapshot #2
                            The Party
                             (f, bd)
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                  (c) 1997 - All Rights Reserved
                Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)
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She watched the woman in fascination. 
Watched the wonderful way her long red hair fanned out across the pillows 
framing her face like an angel. Watched the woman straining against the 
ropes that held her long limbs outstretched to each of the four posts of 
the bed. Watched her bare breasts heaving with the strain, heaving with 
her quickened breath. Watched the naked body pulling, twisting against the 
unbreakable bonds holding her so immobile.
Finally, watched as the frustrated woman settled back into the pillows,
resigned that she wasn't to be freed tonight. Watched as her face registered
her fate in resignation. Watched as a tear coursed across and down her cheek 
to hit the pillow below.
Listening to the sounds in the house. The party raging on without her. The 
laughter, the music. Only her lover, downstairs, aware of her fate. Naked 
and bound until the party wrapped up. 
She closed her eyes, relaxing to the incessant beat of the music one floor
below. Shutting out the image of the beauty tied to the bed in the mirror.