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Picture it. It's the dead of night and we're up long past our bedtime and under moon with a chorus of crickets, I strip you down to begin tying for you an elaborate harness of silky rope. Beautiful and bound, I close the collar around your throat, tight enough for you to remember it's there once the gag and blindfold are in place. That's the last thing you'll see before I begin cleverly attaching vibrators over sensitive parts like your nipples and clit.

So decorated, the eggs sit still as I throw a trench coat over you and lead you silently to the car. You'll hear the start of the engine and feel the motion as we glide over the road to the park. I'll lead you out of the car and cast off your trench coat; your beauty and vulnerability will be exposed but for the shroud of night and an audience of stars. You'll feel the chill of the night wind and not long after the intensity of the vibrators.

While you're wrapped up in the lascivious licks of the night, I'll lead you down the garden path into the depths of the park as you give way to waves of orgasms. Once safe in the deepest part of the park, I tie you bent over in doggy and personally proceed to get into your deepest parts.