Dollie’s Bondage Fantasy
Dollie writes:
Darkness surrounds me. I am on my knees on a cold cement floor in a strange place. Leather cuffs on my ankles and wrists attached to the floor. It is so dark I cannot see anything. Suddenly, there is a light in the distance. My heart lifts and falls as it it is quickly snuffed. Sound reverberating off the walls and into my ears. The sound of clicking heels and heavy breathing. The clicking stops, but the harsh rasp of a man is closer, frighteningly closer.
I feel a hand upon my throat and hot breath against my ear. The hand squeezes firmly, lifting, beckoning me to stand. I slowly rise, I hardly gain my footing as I am pushed up against the wall, which is just as cold as the floor. This hand, which has come out from the darkness, continues to steadily control my breath while another hand roams my naked body…
