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Sally and James lead two very different lives. Their first life was very much like every other married couple’s life. They went to work, they paid their bills on time, and spent most of their spare time running the kids around to sports. They were even part of the school PTA at the local Christian school. Sally volunteered from time to time at the school while James helped out at the local Men’s Shed, helping older members of the community build and work with their hands through their retired years. At a quick glance the life they led was no different to every other person with no hint of anything hidden. The other side to their life together was the opposite, something darker, something hidden from the everyday world around them. It was their Second Life, one that many who knew them would have been shocked maybe even unable to believe that it was the genuine happy married couple they saw from day to day. Sitting at her desk at work you may have been mistaken that Sally was engrossed at what was in front of her on the computer, but you would have been wrong. While her hands typed away at the key board her mind thinking of other things. Instead of her work she was pondering on what was hidden under her clean virgin white blouse and navy blue pencil skirt. It was an outfit that had been placed out for her by her Master, not her husband James but instead the second side to her husband; James the Master; James the Dominant. What Sally had found laid out in the bathroom for her that morning was a very small and seductive lingerie set. It was not very practical, not the most comfortable but most undeniably sensuous and sexy and very much something that the other side of her would wear. She never said a word to James about it that morning and he never even hinted that he had put it out for her or even that he was aware of the outfit hidden beneath her everyday work outfit. The outfit? It was something very different and she was not even sure you would call it lingerie it felt almost like bondage rope but in the shape of lingerie. The top was like a black lace corset, it fitted her body perfectly holding her tightly in place with its soft lace hugging her. The corset did not have the typical cups to support and hold her breasts instead there was barely anything covering her breasts, only just a small triangle of lace enough to tickle her nipples as it rubbed against her. When she had put it on that morning her breasts had spilled out either side of the lace triangles and where outlined by the black string that ran either side of her breasts and over her shoulders. The only real support came more from the tight lower part of the corset then the lace scarcely covering her nipples and the lace around it. The panties where very similar to the top. It was a series of straps holding the smallest black lace that only just covered her, it took her some time to even work out how to put it on as it was a spider web of black rope. Once she had worked it out the panties where like an expertly tied rope across her thighs, hips and around her buttocks. The whole outfit was tight, very tight and no matter how she moved or positioned herself the tight black rope of the lingerie bit lightly into her soft subtle skin. Even the soft every day normal clothing she wore over the top did not overcome the harsh tight feeling that clasped her body. This was what had her so distracted at her desk right now. The feeling of the outfit her Master had given her to wear tightly holding her body, reminding of her not of the life that was seen by everyone else but the life she led behind closed doors with her husband, her Master. When James arrived home from work the normal every day Friday routine was in full swing. Sally was in the kitchen cooking, the kids where doing their homework and once again every day normal life was rolling along. James did little to hint that he had any knowledge of the lingerie that his wife had hidden under her clothing as she toiled in the kitchen. It actually made her question if it really was James who had laid out the outfit for her but after all who else could it have been? Though he gave no hint of it he had actually spent the day thinking about it just as much as Sally had been. He had been distracted at work all day by the thought of Escort Güngören the hidden secrets that his wife had been wearing all day. To have seen him no one would have guessed that while he worked away his mind was preoccupied with what the night would bring, what his second life would lead them to once the sun set. Only once throughout the night did he come close to acknowledging what was under his wife’s outfit. It was like a lightning strike when it happened. Just as Sally was finishing up the dishes after dinner he walked past her and brushed his hand ever so lightly over the curvature of her buttocks. As he dragged his finger across the navy blue skirt she wore his finger seems to linger, almost catch on the thin black string that made up the sexy lingerie panties she had on. That moment drove Sally crazy, all day she had longed for his touch and to be so close but so far was like a lightning bolt ripping though her body with unimaginable force… and it was only the lightest of touches. Sally had done her best to seem so unaffected by his touch but both of them knew that was not the case. She even let out a little whimper at his touch but then he was gone again going through the nightly routine, going about cleaning this, putting away that saying nothing about the touch they had just shared. Just part nine pm the house was quiet, the kids asleep, the world winding down for the night. Sally and James sat under their back patio looking out over the darkness that was their twenty acre property they owned. It was almost eerily silent but something they had both grown to love during the time they had lived in their own little paradise away from the world. Hidden by the dark was a below ground salt water pool as well in the not too far distance a silhouette of a larger then normal shed. Not a word past between them as they sat there looking into the night sky. They both had a glass of wine and like many other people in the world where quietly enjoying each other’s company as the night rolled on. Of course this was about to change as very soon they both knew it would be time to step into their second life the one that they had been thinking of all day. As Sally finished her glass of wine James stood up taking it from her and placing it onto the table next to her. “It’s time,” he said quietly to her. His words sucking the breath from her lungs, it was the words she had wanted to hear since she had found what he had laid out for her to wear that morning. “Yes Master,” she replied softly already putty in his hands understanding her role as his sub. After all day thinking about what may be coming it was now time, now time for them to enter their second life. Standing up in front of her James offered her his hand and helped her to stand in front of him. He did not say another word to her, he did not need to as Sally would do anything to please him. She loved to submit to him and the feeling of completely giving all her control to him was one she loved and craved over and over again. Almost painfully slowly James button by button started to undo her virgin white blouse as they stood together under the back patio. Each time his fingers brushed her skin it sent an electric shock through her body, hours of anticipation to this moment had made her hyper sensitive. Finally, once all her blouse buttons where undone James slide his hands across her shoulders dragging her blouse down and letting the top slide down her arms and fall onto the wooden deck they stood on. He seemed to not react to the fact her breasts where hardly covered by the small and tight corset top but she could see a lustful burning in his eyes that was undeniable. In silence he continued sliding his hands behind her and along the small of her back until he found the zip to her navy blue pencil skirt. It was like it was in super slow motion, Sally could feel each of the teeth undoing on her zip as he slowly lowered it. The expectation of what was to come was driving her crazy, she wanted to scream just rip it off but he was in control and he knew just what he was doing. After what seemed like forever Sally’s skirt was freed, falling to the wooden deck to join her blouse. She stood there in the cool night air the outfit that had been hidden İnnovia Escort all day now on display to her Master. Sally made no attempt to hide herself from him, she knew he did not want that so instead she stood as confidently as she could in front of him. Her breathing had become deeper as her excitement was becoming harder to hide. Still without a word between them James stood admiring his wife’s body and the lingerie she has been wearing for him for the day. The mix of small amounts of lace and rope made her outfit look more like Japanese Shibari then underwear. The black rope of her underwear was wrapped around her body so tightly it fitted her perfectly highlighting each and every one of her curves as well as caressing her in a way that he knew would have been on her mind all day. James took his wife’s hand and slowly lead her from the back patio. With no resistance or hesitation at all Sally let herself be led by her husband leaving her clothing sitting on the wooden deck as they made their way down the steps and into the darkness of the night. The only sound around was the sound of her black high heels on the back deck which James had left on her along with the lingerie. Of course these where not your everyday heels but six inch black strapped stilettos which perfectly matched the lingerie she was wearing. She had not worn these to work that day but slipped into them when she had arrived home and had been wearing them as James had entered the house. Step by step Sally followed her husband into the night, the cool night air made her skin tingle as she worked wore nothing other than string lingerie. The silhouette of the shed seemed to be more prominent now as they walked into the darkness away from the house. Though the large double roller doors where at the front James lead Sally down the side of the shed down a small pathway that ran down the left side and to the back of the shed. During the day this path was hard to see and if you didn’t know it was there you would not have noticed it hidden behind a shrubbery that bordered the sides of the shed. With only the glow of the moon James was able to lead Sally around to the door he was looking for. The door itself looked like it was never used, it was old wooded and weathered with flaking paint, it looked as though it would not even open. The only real hint that it was ever used was the new chrome door locks, that seemed so out of place on that door. James reached into his pocket to find a single silver key which slipped into the lock effortlessly. In the dead of the night the harsh metallic click of the door lock was so distinctively final. The sound gave Sally a flood of emotions from outright fear a frenzied ecstasy that washed over her. She did her best not to show her true feelings but her body always gave her away drawing in a huge breath as James opened up the door. Even though the door looked so old it opened with ease. Behind the door was a thick black curtain hiding everything behind it, it was even darker then the night sky above them. The curtain was bordered with a silver braided rope that was the only indicator that it was a curtain at all. James slowly parted the heavy black curtain and stepped into the room leading Sally who followed with a nervous excited feeling one she always got when she was lead into this room. As Sally stepped into the room the first thing she always noticed was the smell. It was not a dark musty smell like you would expect having seen the shed from the outside. Instead it was a mix of fresh leather, polished wood like that of meticulously cared for furniture. It was not an overpowering smell but one that you could easily pick even without looking around the room. The room was dark with accents of red and silver splashed here and there. Most of the furniture around the room was black satin stained wood that was covered in black or red leather. There was a number of odd shaped furniture in the room not just your run of the mill household furniture. Most of it looking more in place in a torture chamber then in a shed of a happily married everyday couple. James lead Sally to the red and black leather ottoman that was nicely positioned in the middle of the dark room. Sally was sure that through out the Kağıthane escort bayan night he must have snuck off to set the room up for her as he had done so many times before for her. The air con was on making the room a perfect temperature even though her skin felt cold wearing next to nothing she knew it would not be long until she would be feeling as thought she was on fire. James guided Sally, careful not to touch her body only her hand as he did so. “Do not move,” he pointed to a spot in front of the ottoman, his words almost a whisper but yet still so commanding and strong. The sound of his voice made her heart melt and her body crave his, a day of her mind wondering to this moment had been an intense build up and one she may not be able to take any longer. Sally did as she was told not even contemplating disobeying her Master. James ran his hand from hers ever so slowly letting his fingers find Sally’s left wrist. He then stretched her arm up above her head finding the leather and chrome cuff that was hanging from a chrome chain and spreader bar from a beam in the ceiling. He did not look away from Sally as he did so, instead staring into her eyes, into her soul as he worked the cuff around her left wrist and tightened it. James then did the same with her right wrist leaving Sally stretched almost uncomfortably from the ceiling by the two leather cuffs, chains and spreader bar her arms wide apart and now struggling for her feet to reach the floor. The tiny lace corset she was wearing could no longer contain Sally’s breasts as she was stretched like that them spilling out of the top no longer covered by the small amount of lace that had done so before. Being stretched like that Sally felt so on display so open and venerable to him. There was nothing she could do even if she wanted to. She could feel the tight grasp of the leather on her wrists and the way her skin felt stretched as she was now almost hanging from the ceiling at the mercy of her master. James slowly moved behind her listening as her breathing became more intense with every second. He had hardly laid a finger on her but he could see the way she had become so turned on, her chest heaving up and down with every deep breath and her nipples standing erect now exposed from the small lace triangles that no longer covered her breasts. He could not help but smile, he knew that all the anticipation of the day, was finally catching up to Sally as she tried so desperately to stay in control of her own body but was plainly losing that battle. Sally could not see James anymore and it was driving her wild. The cuffs felt as though they were digging into her skin as she stood there stretched out for her Master. It was the same feeling the lingerie had been giving her all day, not so tight as to be painful but tight enough to make her fully aware she was no longer in control. That thought drove her wild. Her skin no longer felt cold but hot to touch and almost like it was in fire so hyper sensitive and she knew the second James touched her she would lose the last amount of control she had over herself. That moment came seconds later with James’s finger tips running over her lower back. The touch was so light but so electric making her let out a slight moan as he dragged his fingers over the top of the upper band of her black panties. She thought her knees where going to give way and it was really only the cuffs that held her that really kept her standing at that stage. As though James hardly noticed her reaction he continued not giving her a chance to catch her breath but continuing to touch her lover back and the curvature of her upper buttocks. In one sudden and swift movement James hooked his fingers under the panties Sally was wearing and pulled them from her hips, not stopping until they were at her feet. “Ooo…” was all Sally could say; a mix of shock and surprise as he had taken off her panties on one swift movement. This left Sally now standing there in only the black lace corset top and six-inch stiletto heels. She could not see James or turn to see him due to the cuffs but she knew he was standing behind her admiring her body and studying the red marks that the panties had left across her buttocks from being worn all day as he had wished her to. Still not even giving a hint away as to what James had in mind Sally felt his hand run down her right leg ever so softly. The feeling both tickled and excited her as he did so. Once his hand reached the back of her knee he lifted her leg guiding her to place her six-inch stiletto onto the ottoman in front of her.
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