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"Carried Away"
Flutter’s blunt inquiry surprised him. Xander had been thinking about what he would want to do to her from their
first online chat. He took a deep breath before admitting his fantasy.
“For a first session, I like to do more of a mindfuck than physical play. But I would mix the two. I would blindfold
you first.” He undid the buttons on his shirt as he spoke. “I’d make you stand in the middle of the room, the
middle of my dungeon in my house.”
Xander heard her swallowing hard through the computer. Flutter fidgeted in her chair. She drew her bottom lip
in between her teeth and chewed on it.
He continued while he had her rapt attention. “I would walk around your body, talking to you the entire time. I
would take my time undressing you, but I would let you keep your shoes on. You do wear sexy shoes, right?”
A smile peeked through her nervous countenance. “Sometimes.”
“Good. Once I have you naked, I’ll bind your hands behind your back.”
“Oh,” Flutter said on an exhale.
He removed his shirt. “With your hands behind your back, your chest sticks out nicely. Your nipples are so
hard. They’re perfect for clamps. I hold one breast in my hand and secure a nipple clamp.”
“Oh God. Does it hurt?” She twirled her hair around her finger.
Xander smiled. “I don’t know. I know the women I’ve done this to have never complained.”
“You’ve played with a lot of women?”
“You’re getting off the subject.” He ran his hand over his chest. When she stared into the camera, she looked
like she stared right at him. He couldn’t keep anything from her. “Yes, I’ve played with a lot of women. Just play.
Nothing else.”
It looked like she exhaled at his admission.
He continued detailing his fantasy. “I would put a clamp on your other nipple. Then I would make you stand with
your legs spread. I have this nice, soft deer hide flogger. I would use it on your pussy. You’re so wet I can smell
you.”
Xander watched Flutter cross her legs. As hard as he’d become, he hoped she had become just as wet as he
spoke.
“Wh-what else?” Her voice trembled.
If he stared at her chest long enough, he could almost see her heart pounding. “I would keep flogging your
pussy until you feel like you want to come, but I won’t let you. Just when you think you can’t take any more, I
stop flogging you and I come up to you. I grab your hair. Then I spank you. This time I let you come. You
scream so loud.”
Xander had to stop or he would climax.
“Jesus. I need something to drink.” She started to get up but then stopped herself. “May I be excused, Sir?”
He had to take a deep breath before answering. “Yes, you may.”
As soon as she disappeared from view, Xander raked his fingers through his hair. Christ, had he kept going
with that scenario he would have begged to see this woman, and begging did not suit him.
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