She also indulged me in another way: allowing me to "touch" on Friday."But only once, slave...."
I was happy to oblige.
Now she's on the way back, and I'm looking forward to a Saturday evening at home with her.
But since I have little of substance to report on, why not flashback to my childhood. I was a big comic book fan and collector in elementary school, hooked on both the DC and Marvel galaxy of super-heroes. And of course there were plenty of bondage scenes with Wonder Woman and a variety of other heroes and heroines. But I recently noticed this Superman cover posted over at Instagram, which brought back some fond memories of youthful curiosity.
Do you think this was the seed for my femdom curiosity?
