For a moment, Bette wanted to untie her and hold her, but then as she saw the very subtle look in Tina’s eyes, she noted the curiosity and daring nature. She decided to keep on – her stare met with a wilder, more adventurous fire.

“I believe you call that a sob story when it’s me doing the telling,” Bette grinned, aptly making her point. Her seductive submissive-for-a-day only smiled in return, biting her cheek to keep from digging the hole any deeper. “But please,” Bette continued, crossing her arms. “Go on. I’d love to hear about how easy it is to be the submissive.”

Tina groaned and laughed all at the same time, as caught as she ever was. The frustration of having to answer to Bette completely naked and restrained was making her crazy. For the first time that morning, Tina pulled at her restraints, catching herself in the act.

Bette caught it, too. Eagerly commenting: “Getting frustrated? Oh, I would hate for that … poor thing.”

Finding herself happily within a set of rules, Tina found great joy immersing herself in the game. Immediately, she tugged and pulled at the rope with great exaggeration, kicking her feet. Growling.

Bette blinked and waited for Tina to tire herself out, watching it all with a look of amusement plastered on her face. Moving to gather a small whip and the paddle to place them at the foot of the bed. Staring at her lover with anticipation.

Tina used the attitude that had worked so many other times: “When I get out of here … you … are in big trouble.”

“Oh, you don’t remember? How embarrassing for you,” Bette teased, stepping over to the bed to see Tina’s struggling cease. “You’re mine for the day. MINE. As in slave mine.”

Tina surprised herself with a tightening between her legs – a certain warmth that up into her stomach and excited her with Bette’s confidence and her words.

“So I suggest you give up on all that talk unless you’re lending requests …?”

“I’m gonna put you over my knee,” Tina said helplessly, almost moaning.

“Oh, so you’d like that, would you?” Bette asked curtly, just as Tina would have said it. She could feel the power and confidence surging through her and affecting her partner. It was an infectious feeling.