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It was thus that it amused her to find me upon her return from the park. The wait that day seemed longer than usual, the stones of the floor harder and cold. The day had been a warm one-I knew it from my morning duties in the garden-but now a cool breeze had sprung up, flowing through the open doors that gave access to the stableyard. Raising my eyes for a moment I glanced towards the doors and saw the fine grey curtains rise and fall in the breeze. My knees were sore, my back ached. The ...
Boots. She turned toward him, and he was staring at her. She let him look at her naked body for minutes in silence. She loved the way he looked at her: like he didn't know whether to love her tenderly or beg her to whip him. It was the combination that made her weak. She twirled the nipple clamps around one finger, and he watched the light bounce off the silver chain connecting them. "I was hoping you would pick these." She knelt in front of him. His eyes were on her breasts. She smiled and wondered if it ...