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Bondage on a First Date
(Giselle Renarde)

Eric swallowed hard.  "Oh, you're not... ready?"  

"I'm ready," she said, almost a growl.

He knew he was staring at her cleavage, but he couldn't help himself.  Pella never dressed like this for work??"low-cut, silky, seductive.  Her legs were completely bare, from her thighs down to... actually, she did have shoes on: open-toed, with little heels and black straps.  Her toenails were painted with dark polish.  Purple, maybe?  Hard to tell in the candlelight.

"You're ready... to...go out?"

Pella threw her head back and laughed.  Rather than answer, she pressed him across the room, unzipping his pants and letting them fall down his legs.  What was she doing?  Taking off his underwear?  

Was this really happening, or had he hit his head on the way over?

In the darkness, Eric had no idea where he was stepping.  He wasn't entirely surprised when he fell on a couch.  Really, the fact that he was naked from the waist down was more of a shock.

"We're here!" Pella cooed.  "Happy first date."

"I thought we were going out," he said. "Dinner and a movie."

"Everybody does dinner and a movie."  Pella fell to her knees and grabbed hold of a silky black cord.  "I thought we might start our evening off with a little light bondage."