Meghan couldn’t. She just couldn’t make any decisions tonight. It’s been a helluva week and she was just done. Luckily, D was more than willing to accommodate. “All you need to do is accept. And, of course, use your safe word if you need it.”

Meghan stood still, her legs spread as wide as possible, and allowed D to attach the spreader bar to to my ankles. Tension began to drip (literally!) from my body. I held out my wrists for the cuffs.

“Hold on to the chains. If you let go, everything stops.”

I held on, my nipples cold and hard, pressed to the stone wall. He stepped behind me, ran his hand down my ass, then gave it a good, hard slap. I moaned and arched my back, my body begging for more.

“That’s it. Stick that ass out. We have only just begun, my love. It’s going to be a long, long night. Enjoy.”