Bondage. I love all things bondage. The ropes, the wrist cuffs, leg restraints. Standing up, lying down, it doesn’t matter. The London dominatrix knew all this, too, and loved it maybe even more than me. Just thinking about her brings back that surge of excitement. The feel of the ropes against my skin, and the red marks left behind. You have to be willing to give her complete control. But that’s part of what makes it so exhilarating for me. She knows when to be gentle, her soft caresses bringing such pleasure. And when to be harsh, bringing you back into the moment she wants you in. She knows the perfect placement for each and every restraint. The places that will bring the most sensations, both pain and pleasure. I can’t wait to see her again, and to feel the restraints on my body once more.