Happy Ending









You would think being tied up and stuffed inside a crummy sack was a bad sign, but I've never been happier. I could hear him outside, whistling as he prepared for our fun and games. I could tell he was enjoying this a lot, nearly as much as I was too.

 We spent the rest of the evening acting out Andrew's elaborate training program, which left me so physically exhausted I almost didn't have the energy to tell him about my move.

 When I finally shared the good news, he took off his glasses for a moment just to show me his genuine smile. We shared a silent intimate moment, with me tied up and his hand still on my ass  It was the beginning of a strange yet amazing relationship.