I knew that my husband had a thing about bondage before I married, and I did not mind a little bit of bondage. However, a few times he had wanted to take it to the extreme, and even tie me up. He never hurt me or anything like that when he tied me up. In fact, he did the utmost to satisfy me, and often used sex toys to satisfy me. My sister who works for a London escorts service, used to laugh at me when I told her about my sexy adventures with my husband . She said that I should apply for a job with a London escorts service because she thought I would be good at it.
Well, I had learned to control my husband in bed by taking on a little bit more powerful position. He seemed to love it, but I could still not imagine myself as a London escorts dominatrix. I did not mind a little bit of domination, but I must admit that I was not into all of the things my husband was into. One of the things I did not enjoy was being handcuffed, but I had a feeling that most cheap escorts in London dominatrix queens, did enjoy playing with handcuffs.
But my husband did not stop trying and was always buying new things for us to play with. I must admit that I rather enjoyed the nipple clamps he bought me one year after I had told my sister that I liked to try them. I wonder how that got back to my husband. Anyway, my husband seemed happy, and all was well in our marriage, but I did worry a little bit about my sister at cheap escorts in London. She seemed to be getting more and more into bondage, and I was worried that she would get hurt.
All of a sudden things changed, and my husband seemed to go off bondage. We did not play rough any more, and I started to worry what was going on. My sister at London escorts told me not to worry. Some of the gents she dated at London escorts had also gone off bondage, only to get involved with it later again. That was fine, and I honestly believed her when she shared her experience of dating at London escorts.
A couple of months later, I found a pair of fluffy handcuffs in my husband’s briefcase. He had accidentally left his briefcase open on our bed, and the pink handcuffs really stuck out. On that day, he had just come back from London, and I found myself wondering if he had dated a girl from cheap escorts in London. I decided to say something and he took it well. He said that he realised that I did not enjoy wearing handcuffs, but maybe he could wear them instead. The pink fluffy handcuffs were for him to wear as he did not want me to mark him because of his job. Surprisingly, I did find that I liked playing with the sexy handcuffs and now it is me who is in charge.