"Jade?" There it was again! I looked up only to find Her staring straight at me. I didn't speak. I couldn't. As it happened I didn't need to. Now that She had my attention She didn't need a reply. "Could you hand me that riding crop, please?" Shit! What? No! This didn't happen. I wasn't meant to be a part of this. I wanted to scream, "I'm only here to watch!" Despite this, I found myself slowly reaching out and picking it...

What exquisite torture. I've been watching my friend discreetly for the better part of an hour. Every movement, every brush of her hair, every small smile, the way she lifts the glass to her lips, every heartfelt laugh. She has me enraptured. Ok, so some might suggest that it was the drink that might have something to do with the warm fuzzies I was feeling, but I know the difference and this beautiful woman has me entranc...

So here I am, naked, in the bathroom, holding it. How the fuck did I get here? I don't properly recall. Can I back out now? Do I want to? My heart is beating so fast, I swear it is going to come through my chest. I turn it over in my hands, feeling the material. It feels so alien to me. How can that be? She'll be back soon. I make up my mind and hastily rush to put it on. Why won't my fucking fingers work?! I'm all bloody...