I know what he wants me to do! I imagine myself doing it the way he has asked me,, and my body get's drunk with worry,,I feel like I cant breath but I can hear my breathing growing harder and quicker,,I got ill to my stomach but at the same time my nipples got hard and my cunt so wet. I feel sick and sluty all at the same time. Even though I dont want to,, I want to,,it is all I have ever wanted! I cant wait to look up at him and spread my thick thighs and show him my wet pussy,,the pussy he made wet, and tell him I submit to him.

i truely cant see why he would want me, i think he see's my fear as being disrespectfull.
I shut my eyes and go over and over how to submit how to do it the right way and I still feel like I will mess it up, all I really want to do is to please him I just want to hear him say ......good girl   makes my cunt wet at the simple thought of it.

I notice a hearth in the center of the room where I stand exposed. He takes some sort of stake and hammer's into the hearth. I stand motionless as he wraps silk rope around my neck and then pulls it to the stake that is firmly placed into the hearth. He is back in frount of me with the excess strands of rope in each of his hands. He ask me if I trust him. Yes is all I say. He takes me ....and now even me breathing is his choice as he pulls tight the rope and denies me breath. Totally in his hands at his control. And I love it!