Bended over a table.. Picture and Fantasy
In my mind I still see the pictures and even more beautiful, I saw it in real life! The memory is lingering and going its on way.
I am standing behind you, you are already dressed down to your string, stockings garter belt and top. The thong is so small that it resembles you’re bare bottom. With a grin on my face I look down. I grab one arm of you and you feel the cold steel of a handcuff. I know that a cold thing as glass, a tabletop or steel clamps on you’re body always helps to give you a nice feeling. First a moment where you dislike me
and then a sigh… if you are used to the temperature.
The cold steels snaps around your wrist. Still on you’re stomach I go for your other arm. Again the cold snap of steel and with you’re arms on youre back you struggle for a moment to find the least uncomfortable position. I come to you’re front, get a firm grip in you’re hair. I pull a little to see you in the face and the glance in your eyes tells me enough…
No time to waist, going back to you’re bottom I go for the ruler. No this time no warming up. First I let the ruler for a moment on your bottom to let you know what to expect. I see the shiver trough you’re body.
A first little tap, one, two… on three you know that the more firm hit wil come… Tap one, Tap two, Slap! I hold back. I see the movement in you’re body, shivering as in fever… Again the first taps followed by a more serious slap with the ruler… After a very short while I see you.. the dancing starting…
In my mind I see more…. (c) Magic

Nice to see how us making pictures, you sharing them here, inspires you to write. I am curious about how the story continues. And I admit, I do feel a mix of emotion…longing, fantasising, arousement…to think about these fantasy thoughts of you getting the real thing.
But keep up the good writing
xxx
Your Lady