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Subject: Snapshot 8 - Olivia [Mf, bd, sm]
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The snapshot series is a collection of very short mental images.
Please see 
Snapshot 0 (Prelude and Note from the Author) for particulars or
contact me 
for distribution information.

If you are easily offended by exhibitionism, bondage, s&m, sex, or
nudity in
general (what are you doing here?), then you might not want to read
these.
Consider yourself warned.

- crimson


Snapshot 8 - Olivia [Mf, bd, sm]
================================

The world looks so different when you are upside down. 

It had taken some convincing, but she had finally managed to persuade
him that 
she really did want to do this tonight. She had talked him into it
while 
driving home from an exceptionally boring party. All talk. No play. 
Worst of all, lousy music.

As soon as the door opened, she was peeling the party dress from her
body.
She dropped her clothes at the front door in a heap and followed him
upstairs. 
Meekly, she melted to her knees, feeling the rough texture of the
carpet 
pressing into her legs and feet. She offered her wrists to him and
shuddered 
as the cord bound them tight. Laying on her back, she offered herself
to him
silently. He used the spreader bar, fastening her ankles to it with
the soft
leather cuffs. She sighed and pulled at the bonds, not really wanting
out.

Using the block and tackle, she felt herself lifted by the ankles until
just her long blond hair touched the carpet. She felt the curious
sensation
of her free breasts falling towards her head. She readied herself, as
the
first teasing blows began to rain down on her body. She squirmed against
the bonds, as they fell, alternating with soft caresses of her exposed
vaginal lips. But never any penetration. She suffered the blows and the
frustration silently, determined not to cry out. She felt herself
briefly 
attain some higher plane of existence, and then slip back to reality as 
the leather found her tender breasts. She finally screamed as the
orgasm 
from her sore nipples ripped through her body.

She, completely relaxed, was fast asleep by the time he was able to
lower her
gently to the floor and release her. He carried her unconscious form to
the bed where he kissed her tenderly and covered her nude body with the
covers. She curled up like a child beneath the warm sheets. As he
turned 
out the light, her dreams had transformed themselves from inner
daemons to 
summer breezes for the first time in weeks.






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