Unwilling

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with the mitten. It tickled and I pulled away. She smiled. "If I were serious, I would have secured your legs first. Please put it back."
    "It tickled."
    "Trust me."
    Slowly I gave her back my foot. She looked at me. "It's going to tickle, but don't pull away, all right?"
    I nodded.
    She began touching my foot, and it tickled, but I realized it felt nice, too. I closed my eyes.
    She caressed my leg, stopping just above my knee. That felt good, too. "That's nice," I told her.
    "I know. This is something you would use on me, too. It can be pretty intense after a while." She paused. "I want to get a little more intimate. Will you allow it?"
    I opened my eyes and looked at her. "Not. Um. Down there."
    "No." She stared at my chest. "I promise you'll like it."
    I licked my lips. "That's what I'm afraid of."
    She opened my robe, watching my face while she did it. I'd been naked around her so much I wasn't embarrassed by it anymore.
    "Melissa," she said. "Close your eyes and let me do this as long as I want."
    "All right," I said.
    I closed my eyes, and I felt the wool mitten slowly slide up the outside of my leg, then cross my pelvis. I jumped. I tickled. She teased my belly button for a moment, then moved up and began to gently caress my right nipple.
    "Oh god!" I started to squirm nearly immediately. "Stop."
    She pulled away instantly. I opened my eyes and looked at her. "That's intense."
    "Let me keep going," she said.
    "Oh god."
    "You'll like it."
    "I know. But after that, no more, okay?"
    "Your face. Then no more."
    "All right." I closed my eyes. She began brushing my face with the wool. It felt odd, not as intense. It was calming. I liked it.
    "That's not the same at all," I told her.
    "No, it's not. Now I'm going to drive you crazy. Please try to enjoy it."
    She moved down to my nipple again, brushing the rough wool back and forth. I felt the nipple engorge instantly and began squirming.
    "Oh god!"
    She switched to the left nipple and had that one engorged in just moments as well. She spent several minutes with the mitten, caressing both breasts and teasing my nipples like crazy. I couldn't stop squirming. Finally she pulled away.
    I realized I'd been panting with my mouth open. I got myself back under control and looked at her.
    "It can be used for back rubs, too," she said. "But it is still intense and is best when you really are trying to work someone up."
    She took the mitten off and set it on the bed next to me then reached up and released my wrist. She leaned over me to release the other, then collected all the restraints and put them away. She left the mitten where it was. I picked it up and began touching my skin with it. I looked at her. "It was more fun when you were doing it."
    She smiled. "And when you can't stop me."
    "That made it especially intense."
    I handed her the mitten and she put it away.
    "We have a new rule," she told me. "You may not touch any of my toys without permission."
    "Yes, Alexandra."
    She nodded, climbed out of her own clothing, took my bathrobe from me, turned off the lights, and climbed into bed with me, wrapping me in her arms.
    "What did you think, Slave?"
    I wriggled at her and found a comfortable position. "I think I'm starting to understand, but I also think you showed me the kiddy toys."
    She laughed. "True."
    "I suspect my reaction to some of the others won't be as positive."
    "Not if we were to jump to them." She paused. "People like to turn up the fires. What seems intense now can seem plain later on."
    "Hypothetically speaking, if I asked you to do what you wanted to me, would you be bored with the kiddy toys?"
    "Would you let me secure you completely?"
    "Yes. That didn't seem too much at all."
    "The toys are for your enjoyment. I would only use the ones you wanted me to use. I can drive you crazy with any of them. I get my kick from the restraints and from your submission."
    Thursday night after dinner I cleaned the laundry room downstairs. It was the only thing I got done off

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