In bed of a sort, of course.

At last, here was a man who was going to be able to take control of me.

Here was a man I was going to be able to be a slave to…

Happily…

A slave who would be willing and eager to learn everything from him…

God, how I wanted that…

How I really wanted it…

So bad…

I knew that I'd happily do anything he wanted of me… without the least bit of complaint, as long as he taught me the darker side of his sexuality… as long as he showed me the way to heaven!

"I'm going to do things to you," he said, softly, and I knew he meant business… "I'm going to do things to you you never dreamed of. You know that, don't you…"

I shook my head slowly up and down. "Of course you do… you know it and you want it and you're going to get it."

"Yes…"

"And you're willing, aren't you…"

"Yes…"

"You love the lash, don't you?"

"I love it…"

"And you're willing to succumb, aren't you…"

"Yes… ohhh… yes…"

"Good… then come with me…" He reached up and began to undo his restraints. I could have kissed him for that. My arms were aching.

I needed to be let down. And now, I was…

I was down and I was in his arms. I put mine around him and hugged him. He actually let me do that, let me get away with that naked expression of affection, but only for a moment, before rather brusquely pulling me back and making me go over to the horse!

The wooden horse, the kind you find in most tool sheds.

Only this one was a little different.

Somewhat customized, if you know what I mean…

For instance, there was a leather saddle right on the top, where the two pieces of wood ordinarily go… And down each of the inverted "V"s were leather cuffs.

I shuddered.

I knew what it was for.

Punishment.