She sauntered towards him, excited but determined to not show it, in her undergarments only. The lacy material covered nothing and she was glad. In her hands, she held two ribbons for his wrists. She grinned naughtily. She was in charge this time. He looked at her from the futon and felt himself harden. Not being in control wasn’t something he was used to but he couldn’t ever resist her. She ordered him to strip and sit b...