Laila

About a month ago, my best friend A. asked me if I wanted to be his slave. It was a beautiful night, we had known of each others tendencies for long, had shared a lot, secrets, weaknesses, intimacy. We'd slept together before, sometimes with hint of D/s but not really. It was always difficult and complicated because I love him and he isn't ready for something new (he's going through a divorce) but somewhere he loves me too. He's crazy protective of me for one.

But that night things ...