Do you remember me?

I stared at him, his silence scared me because I didn't know what he was planning to do next, he stood in one position, staring at some sexual instrument.

"Are you planning to use that on me?"I asked

"you will see," he said

Fear gripped me when he said that, it was like a nightmare when he brought out handcuffs. I knew how it was going to end, I do get scared of this kind of bondage lovemaking, it's one of the patterns I don't find interesting at certain times, I never for once thought he would still want to do something like this.

"Are you scared?" he asked

I smiled and touched his chest, I gave him the impression that I could take whatever kind of cruelty he had in store for me. He smiled and handcuffed me immediately, he made me bend over and he took the long lash and whipped my backside gently, it felt painful and I was surprised by the way I moaned.

"That's what I love to hear dear, moan so hard and appease me," he said

he whipped me again and went harder this time around, I