My Battle With Mental Health (Chapter 1)[page 15] Night of regret
We both lay down as we passionately kiss, Her aggressive nature makes things… Unsafe from time to time, she asks. “Still have ropes?” “Jen… not In the mood for that right now.” As she dose that she gently bites my inner arm. “Please? I have not been played with for some time.” “I’m… I’m just so Lost with that kind of stuff, right now…” “Come on… I miss the rope burn.” “Jen… Please… Can we have one normal night?” “You’re a Dom Sander… our Thing is not normal.” “I Don’t want to… Just not in the mood.” She reaches up to hold my face, she pulls me down kissing my cheek. The passion in her eyes. The sexual desire, “You okay… you usually love to tie me up…” “I used to…” She rolls around laying chest down on and puts her arms behind her back. “I have some rope in my jacket.” I slowly cares h...