I Awoke in Chains ...
Opening my eyes I found my wrists were bound to walls on each side of an archway.
No, I wasn’t dreaming.
But I’d fallen asleep.
Nor was I kidnapped by slave traders like those in The Pet (follow the link).
Alexandra had bound me - and at least at one point - had been whipping me.
I fell asleep!
Earlier I mentioned how kneeling before her brought tears happiness. If I hadn’t been so tired that would’ve brought tears of frustration.
Oh well
Comments
I had to laugh when I read this - it was just so cute (I know men hate that word, but it was.)
This story only adds to the realness of your blog, Richard. We all have those bizarre moments when things happen that we just could never have expected or planned.
Hope you got some real rest :)
Posted by: Lady Julia | June 21, 2006 12:58 AM
I can laugh at it now. If I were making a sitcom about BDSM, that evening would have to be included.
Posted by: Richard | June 21, 2006 7:18 PM