Alexander unties the knot around my wrists and tucks the covers for me. My arms are a bit numb, but I'm too relaxed and content to complain about it. To complain about anything, to be sincere.
What just happened has been... really something else.
I have to acknowledge this dark side of me, for it brought me to new heights. Also, my Duke was pleased by it.
We're so compatible. How lucky that I have this weird preference. It's of help when dealing with my husband's sadistic tendencies.
Still, I can't admit it out loud just yet.
Being a pervert is one thing, admitting to it is a whole other matter. Also, my Duke might look down on me in that case.
Maybe, he likes it more when I'm unwilling. How will he react if I tell him I actually enjoyed being tied like a piglet. Also, what if he wants to try something even more extreme?
I don't want to be whipped.
Well, I didn't want to be tied too, before tonight.
