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English.”  
    “How did you tell her what you wanted her to do?”  
    “Her niece came the first time and I walked her through the house. She translated everything for me. Lucia is a nice lady and she does great work. She comes three times a week, does her job, and then goes home to her own family.”  
    She could tell I was completely confused. If her maid was still cleaning for her, then why was I here?  
    “Sebastian, I already have a cleaning lady, but I need someone to keep me company, someone I can play with.” When the last sentence came out of her mouth, I watched her bite her lip. “Why don’t you come upstairs and I’ll show you what I mean?”  
    I followed her like a puppy up the large set of stairs. We went into her bedroom, but it was not what I expected.  
    You have got to be kidding!  
    She had a four-poster bed, that had straps attached to each one. In the corner of the far end of the room was a device that I knew was called a love swing from seeing it advertised in the back of the nudie mags that I had back at the apartment. Her red velvet bedspread was made up perfectly.  
    “Do you like my room, Sebastian?”  
    I kept looking around. “It isn’t anything like I expected.”  
    “I don’t think you could have expected this. I am nothing like my neighbor, dear.”  
    “I never said you were.”  
    “I would like to get started, if you don’t mind.”  
    This lady meant business.  
    “Sure, but I’m not really sure what I am supposed to be doing.”  
    “Take off your fucking clothes and climb on the bed. I will be back in second and you better be ready.” She walked into a large closet and closed the door behind her. Her tone actually caught me off guard, almost scaring me.  
    I threw off my t-shirt and dropped my pants, having to walk out of them.  Once everything except my socks had been removed, I jumped on the bed awaiting Mrs. Jones.  
    It seemed like it had been over five minutes before I even heard a sound coming from the closet, but I jumped when she threw open the door and drew my attention. She was wearing a leather bodice, which lifted her breasts, and crotchless matching leather underwear. Her boots went all the way up to her thighs, and, in her hand, was a large whip.  
    She placed her hands on her hips and looked in my direction. “Do you like what you see, Sebastian?”  
    “Yes.” I said trembling. She was a dom! A fucking dom!  
    “I can’t hear you.” She said, as she approached me and smacked the whip on the bed right beside me. I jumped and moved away from her.  
    “Jesus, are you going to hit me with that thing?”  
    “If you don’t do what I say, then yes I am. Now lay in the center of the bed, so I can tie you up.”  
    “But, I don’t know if I want to do this.” I wasn’t trying to be a pussy, but this bitch was cray cray.  
    She jumped on my naked body, straddling me and grinding her exposed pussy into my leg. I could feel her getting wet already. “Now give me your hands, before I have to hurt you.”  
    I gave her my left hand first, and then my right and waited for her to secure them in the ties that were hooked to each pole on the bed. She propped my head up with a pillow and turned, with her ass and exposed pussy facing me, while she grabbed each leg and tied them to the last two posts.  As scared as I was, I could feel my cock getting hard while I stared at the crotchless area of her panties, where her pussy hung.  
    She slowly turned around to face me and ran her tongue from my chin to the skin below my eye. Then, with both hands, she blindfolded me, taking away all view of her and whatever objects she planned to beat me with.  
    “Are you ready to play with me, dear?”  
    “Do I get a safe word?” I asked.  
    She abruptly smacked me on my nipple. “No! There is no safe word. I say when we’re done, you got that?”  
    I was both scared, and totally turned on. I knew I was shaking, and I was certain she