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maintain rhythm. Eric’s
lips twitched and it seemed he wanted to say something so I told
him to speak as I rode his cock.
    “Please, Mistress, release my hands. Please
let me pleasure you.”
    Eric had never asked to please me in any way,
even when we were still in love, so there was no way I was going to
deny that request. Pausing I reached back and unhooked his ankles
then forward to undo his wrists. Once I did Eric pulled me to him
and turned me on to my back. With his blindfold and shackles still
in place he spread my legs and entered me. My pussy was ready so he
didn’t hesitate; instead he pushed inside of me and started with
the pace I ended on.
    As Eric drove his cock into me with more
force than I could muster while on top his right thumb found my
clit and started making circles. My body quaked and shook as he
held my right leg to him and stroked my core forcing climax after
climax from me until an orgasm split my being in two and had me
screaming and shaking, muttering intangible words as though I was
having a turrets fit. It was all I had in me to pull myself
together as Eric brought me to my knees. In a cloud of orgasmic
bliss I still knew I was supposed to be the master and him the
slave but the desire to be fucked seemed to have turned the
tables.
    Once on my knees Eric entered me again and my
next orgasm hit me at once. Moaning and shivering I brought my hand
to my clit, unable to control my need for more, my need to cum
harder again and again. And cum I did. Over and over until warm
liquid was gushing out of me and around Eric as he pounded through
my convulsing pussy which was getting tighter with each pass.
    Once I felt drunk with lust, seeing spots and
blurs and not really hearing sounds anymore, I reached back and
released the cock ring. Eric must not have expected the action
because in two strokes he was falling over me shaking with his own
release. In that moment I swear I heard him whisper “Lynnie” to my
back and I was more than surprised he chose me to imagine while he
fucked me, yet didn’t know it.
     

Epilogue
     
    “Bye Mom!”
    “Bye. You guys, be good okay. I’ll see you
next week.” It was hard each time not to tear up when Eric
surprised the kids.
    That first session had really initiated a
change in him, which was obvious right away when he called that
night to see if he could have the kids more often. The months that
had followed brought him into my chamber again and again as well as
improved his attitude from day to day. It was a change I very happy
to see. The fact I helped make that change, even if he didn’t know
it, made it even more wonderful. An added bonus was that it helped
me heal too and he was now one of only three clients I saw—the
minimum to continue working at Grautönen—because I didn’t need it
anymore; I only needed the money.
    Eric jogged over from the massive RV; done
with loading the kids’ stuff in. “Okay. So I’ll have them back by
Thursday, unless they want to stop somewhere else. I do have the RV
rented for an additional week, just in case.” His smile was light,
like it was when we first met.
    Giving his shoulder a squeeze I returned it.
“It’s fine. Have fun. They are going to love the Grand Canyon. It’s
a beautiful place. Oh, if you do decide to stay longer you could go
to Moab, see the parks there too.”
    “That isn’t such a bad idea.” His smile
turned up at the corner.
    “Come on dad, I want to stop and Micky-D’s
before we get on the freeway.” Robbie, the oldest, looked impatient
hanging out the passenger window.
    Eric laughed. “Alright, I’m just saying
goodbye to your mom.” He turned back to me. “Hey, I’ve been meaning
to tell you something.”
    “Yeah?” My curiosity was peeked.
    “I’ve been building up the courage to tell
you this for some time now, and with as good as things are going, I
think this is the time.” His hands came to my shoulders as his eyes
became intent. “I’m really, really sorry for