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He poured her a glass of wine . Merlot, Barkan Classic 2004. She asked if she could smoke (she didnt usually but the nerves were to much to bare
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As she slowly calmed herself she could finally appreciate him too. His muscular physique escaped the sleeves of his t-shirt. As she breathed him in she realised just how much she wanted to touch, to taste, to explore, but that was not the purpose here and she wondered if she ever would be his.

He asked her if she felt a little more at ease.
She nodded and said she was ready to start, but that in order to get her confidence she didnt want to be completely exposed just yet.

She removed the outer layer of clothing, smiling to herself as she knew she had chosen the correct underwear. A lace bra that revealed just enough cleavage, the thinnist of thongs that sparkled under his lighting. She left her boots on. The final touch the playboy bunny, belly ring, .......perfect

No facial close-ups was the agreement. To add to the scene he placed the collar around her neck, black leather with the smallest of stones set. The leather cuffs closed tight around her wrists.

As he directed her, she could hear the shutter closing, each time, her heart skipped another beat. His voice so soothing, the wine intoxicating, her body drifting to his command.

She heard him nearing. Closing her eyes as she felt him peel away what was left of her security. The pure white flesh revealed, so smooth, her body trembling at his firm touch.

Would she go through with it?