My private BDSM dungeon – chapter 3 of 5
We have more BDSM fun with our prisoner. Fiction, BDSM The next morning, I woke about eight and the others were not far behind me. Richard went to the closest fast-food place to get us breakfast. While he was away, I filled a dogfood dish with kibbles and took it downstairs. Alyson did not have any food last night so I thought she would be hungry enough to eat it. When I got down to the playroom, I muted the TV. She was still on the mattress. I could not be sure if she was sleeping or just hoping I would leave her alone. I walked over and hooked her leash to the D-ring on her collar and gave it a little yank. She turned over and looked at me. “I brought you some breakfast.” …