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what to say.  I took a mouthful of food to give me a moment.  We were having our traditional Monday lunch together.
    “It’s going great.  Tom’s usually always been in control of our lovemaking but I just realised last Friday how in charge he is.  Naming his dominance seems to have released something inside him.”  I paused and thought about it.  “And me.  We had a crazy weekend of sex where he was a total Dom.”
    Megan and Trish looked at me with wide eyes.
    “Don’t get me wrong,” I hurried on.  “We’re not breaking out the whips or paddles but Tom has this way of speaking and restraining me that totally drives me wild.”
    “Well I think it’s great that you’re exploring your sexuality,” Megan said.  “There’s nothing wrong with a bit of BDSM so long as you’re both happy.”  She lowered her voice confidingly.  “In fact, Chris loves to smack my ass on occasion and I find it totally hot.”
    “All this talk of kinky shit is getting me hot,” Trish said, fanning her face dramatically.  “I just wished I was getting some.  It’s the only drawback with being single.  Sometimes the vibrator isn’t quite enough.”
    “I know what you mean.  I wrote a letter to Tom exactly about that.”
    “Now you’re going to have to give us details.”   Two avid faces demanded satisfaction.
    I laughed and gave them a watered down version.
     
     

Chapter Nine
     
    Tied Up
     
    Four weeks later, I danced inside our house with the shopping, looking forward to another delightful evening with Tom.  Since he’d had the talk with Rhonda, things had been less stressful at work and he was starting to be more relaxed.  His new boss had also acclimatised, reducing the workload.  Tom hadn’t been to work on a Saturday since the New Year.
    Instead, he’d spent those Saturdays making love with me while the boys played Xbox, totally oblivious.  Things were really starting to come together.  I felt fabulous and fit.  My love life was fantastic, particularly now that Tom had realised his inner master and come into his sexuality.  He’d always been in control in the bedroom but now he was exploring the depths of that control and I was loving the journey.
    I put the food away and went to our room and changed the sheets while I daydreamed about my latest letter.  Focusing on his dominance, I had played with the idea of bondage.
    Dear Tom
    Do you remember when you tied me up and played with candles?  I loved that feeling of being completely at your mercy.  It opened something inside me and showed me how deep my love for you has become.
    I want to be at your mercy again tonight. I want you to invade my every crevice.
    When you come home I will be waiting for you in my robe.  Tell me to take it off.
    Undo your tie and use it to bind my hands behind my back.
    Make me watch you undress.
    Take a pillow and place it on the floor.
    “Kneel.”
    The whispered command will bring me to my knees in front of you.
    “I want you to suck my cock.”  Grasp it and place it at my lips and rub it across them.  “Open your mouth and take me in.”
    Let me suck you until your balls tighten and you feel like you’re going to come.  Withdraw.
    Grab another pillow for me to rest my face.  Push my head down so my ass is in the air, inviting you to take me from behind.
    Rub your cock agai nst my clit and then plunge inside my pussy.  Using my pussy juices, wet your finger and rub it around my anus before pushing in.  You should be able to feel your cock from inside.  You’ll be able to feel it thicken as you drive into me.  You’ll be able to feel the contractions as I come.
    Tell me I belong to you because it’s true.  I’m yours.  Always yours.
    Love Sherry.
     
    I plumped up the decorative pillows.  They would be getting a workout tonight.   I could already feel my pussy swollen and hot from my fantasy.  I wanted to ease the tension but sternly forbade myself.  The anticipation would make it all