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Image 71

			by Suki

A bottom's words:

	"For me, I want it all.  You say you want to top me?  Prove it.
But you're going to have to wrestle me for control.  And I don't just
mean to begin with.  I'm going to do my uttermost to be a bad girl with
you...and take that control away.  For me, the pleasure is in seducing,
almost as much as it is for you.  I like to loose the control, but every
instinct in me wants to take it.  So you will have to keep that control
without my help.  I assure you, I will try to take it back.

	How, you ask?  How can I try to take it back even if I am tied
down?  Well, what if I'm not?  What if you order me to pleasure you?
I'm going to try to be so good that you lose that control.  And I think
I can do it.  If I'm tied down....well, that's a little harder, but not
impossible.  I can try to move my body in such a way that pleasures you,
or use my mouth on any part of your body I can reach.  Even with my
hands
bound, if they are not bound to anything I can use them.  Beware Milord,
or you will lose that control you seek."


(the Top's reply-image 72)




			Image 72

			by Suki

The Top's reply:

	"You dare challenge me, little girl?  You think you can 
take control?  You, my dear, are sadly mistaken.  But the challenge
in itself peaks my interest.  I shall enjoy taking that control
from you ever so much more because of it.  And I will take that 
control.  

	Will I play you, letting you think you have control and then
suddenly take it back?  Or shall I take it immediately, controlling,
dominating you, making you do whatever I wish?  I will let you wonder,
little girl.  Hang on to your thoughts of controlling me, because
I assure you, that is all they will be.  As for pleasuring me, I
am sure you will."




			Image 73

			by Suki


	Gasping, she slowly returned to earth.  Her muscles twitched from
tension and the afterglow of orgasm.  As her eyes focused she saw him
staring at her, looking pleased, concerned, and faintly proud of
himself,
all at once.  She reached for him, circling her arms around his chest,
and pulling him close.

"Thank you" she whispered, gently biting his ear.




			Image 74

			by Suki

	She bit down on the square of cloth between her teeth, moaning
loudly through the make-shift gag.  He was behind her now, entering her
roughly, his hands moving over the red welts on her back and bottom.
Tears automatically flowed out of her eyes, each touch causing a new
flood to run down her cheeks.

	She felt his hands now, in motion with his thrusts he entered
her bottom with his fingers, his other hand reaching around to stroke
her clit.  The pleasure of his movement causing her to buck against him,
driving him deeper into her with every motion.  

	She could feel the edge of the table pushing back into her 
stomach, and she danced from foot to foot as he pushed against her.
She was climbing, becoming incoherent with the feelings coursing
through her, her moans constant through the cloth of the gag.

	Suddenly, just on the edge, he stopped.  He pulled away from her,
loosing contact with her skin.  Her muscles quivered and twitched, and
her whole body strained from the closeness of release.  Almost.  Her
body cried at her 'almost!'  She was so close just a touch would bring
her
over the edge, and yet he did not touch her.

	She moaned out her frustration through the gag, a long, low sound
filled with anguish.  This was worse than the hardest spanking he had
ever
delivered, worse than the crop or the whip.  Just so close to the
edge....





			Image 75

			by Suki

	The scene had changed again.  They had gone from cuddling
to teasing to him pulling her wrists over her head and pinning them
above her.  She laughed, kissed him, and then continued struggling.
He did not reprimand her, because he was enjoying the game as much
as she was.  Wiggling her hips and body she tried to buck him off,
but he was heavier than she was and simply grinned at her infuriatingly.
At his look she became bound and determined to get the upper edge.

	She rolled her body suddenly and got freedom of her legs.
Twisting around, she tried to tickle him with her feet.  `Enough'
he had decided.

	With his free hand he grabbed her hair and forced her head
back, exposing her neck and jaw to his lips.  She gasped in surprise
at both the suddenness of the action and the feelings of arousal 
that shot through her body.  Instinctively she relaxed her legs
and let them rest back on the bed.  

	He leaned forward and nipped  the base of her neck.  Her
breath caught in her throat as she arched her chest toward his
mouth.  He smiled into her skin, and continued biting her neck,
the firm grip on her hair and the teeth on her neck keeping her
arched toward him from force and wanting.



		Image 76

		by Suki

	She reached out tentatively, hesitantly, touching gently.  She
was excited and afraid.  She had never been with another woman before,
although she had often fantasized.  Now she had her chance, to try
something new.  And she was scared.  Scared that she might touch her
wrong.  Scared that she might offend.  Scared to seem too forward.
Scared of making the first move.

	His presence there helped.  He gave her courage even though
he was not a participant.  Just his gaze helped give her security.
Catching his eye, she smiles slightly.

	Her hand brushes her lovers shoulder, causing visible goose bumps
to rise along her skin.  She notices the change in texture.  Her lover
is softer, the skin is softer than any man she has ever been with.  It
makes her want to explore more.

	She watches, and her lover brushes her hand against her breast,
sending a current of feeling down her.  They press their bodies
together,
stroking each other with intense desire.
 
 
 
		          Image 77
 
			  by Suki
 
 
	I stared at her, this woman sitting across from me.  We were so
similar, so close we could almost switch places.  Behind her, a man was
rubbing her back.  His long painted finger nails lightly scratching her
skin.  Her eyes were closed, and the expression on her face was one of
pure sensual pleasure.
	In my hand was an evil-looking black riding crop.   I studied it.
It looked and felt foreign to me.  It was.
	Hesitantly, I reached out with the crop, brushing the side of her
neck with the tip of the crop.  Her eyes did not open.  She remained 
relaxed.  Encouraged, I moved the crop over her shoulders, under her
chin,
and then down between her breasts.  I hesitated again, pulling the crop
away, and then brought it back to lightly stroke her breasts.  Her eyes
still did not open.
	I could imagine myself as her.  It excited me.  I wanted to be the
one leaning back into a sensual backrub, with my eyes closed, an unknown
person touching me with a crop.  A sudden image flashed though my mind
of standing over her with her spread-eagle tied to a bed, a blindfold
over her eyes.  I wanted her.  I wanted to be her.
 
 


			Image 78

			by Suki

	She fell asleep holding him, her skin pressed up against his
back.  The bed had rocked gently as they settled down to rest.  
The balcony door was slightly ajar, allowing sounds of music and
cheering
from a nearby festival to drift in.

	In the living room, familiar voices, murmuring in quiet 
conversation.  Comforting.  Comfortable.  She sighed softly, resting
her head against his, and smiled as the sound of his breathing turned
to sleep.  



			Image 79

			by Suki

	Touching.  New territory.  Unfamiliar, soft, shy.  Sensations
coursing though.  Is this right?  Unsureness, that comes from something
new.  She quivers.  From tension or stimulation?  It's hard to tell.

	Gently she turns toward the touch stroking a shoulder with her
nails.  The touch feels good.  Encouraging.  Breaking new ground.



			Image 80

			by Suki

"What's this I hear?  You guys have been conspiring against me?"

"Yup." [smug grin]

"We'll see....maybe we will take advantage of you instead."  *smile*

	A tingle of excitement shot through her.  He had touched on
some of her fantasies....Like a game of battleship, and he just hit
the cruiser.

....

"You know, I could think of a lot of uses for those headphones of
yours."

"Hey yeah, we could pipe music into them..."

"Think about it.  Disorientation.  Complete disorientation.  Not being
able to see (blindfold), and not being able to hear at the same time.
You would not know what was going on..."

"Yes!  Thanks, we'll have to try that!"

"[smile] Let me know how it goes."

"No, [evil grin] you'll have to tell us!"

"Hey!  You two are conspiring against me!"  *smile*

"Yup."

	Excitement.  Tingling.  Yes, I would put myself in your hands.
Both of you.  Within the bounds we've previously set....yes, I would
enjoy putting myself in your hands for a night.

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