SNOW
Craig's Story:

 

Carly and I have a long distance relationship, so when we do get together we tend to play rather intensely. Even so, it often takes some time for us to "get in the mood". I arrived around 6:30 PM, somewhat early for me, and was pleasantly surprised to see candles lit and hear pleasant jazz already playing in the background. I had expected to go out to dinner, perhaps with friends, and ease into the weekend rather slowly. But this time Carly suggested dinner in, so with cocktails in hand we started to catch up on the details of life. It usually takes us several hours to relax, so it was well after midnight when the inevitable bondage demons started asserting themselves. By this time Carly was pretty much in dreamland as I wove a rope into her soft mid-length hair. She wasn't the least bit surprised when I pulled her arms behind her back, raised them and used the other end of the hair rope to fasten them together. I let go of her arms and was pleased as they sank only slightly, pulling her head back in the process. It was a good knot - it held tightly. I'm sure that Carly sensed a bedroom bondage scene approaching. However my twisted mind was wandering in another direction. I was reaching back to several Internet conversations I had been following in which several people had discussed snow scenes. As I recalled, most of the guys were highly in favor of them whereas the girls were a bit less than enthusiastic. Well, I'm a guy - so maybe this was something I needed to explore? My mind flashed back to my arrival when I noted how mild it was despite the snow on the ground. I told Carly to put on her high heels. She wasn't surprised by this either because I often have her wear them to bed. She's gotten quite good actually at putting them on while teetering at odd angles. I grasped her arm firmly and started escorting her from the living room to our destination. She became a bit confused when I missed the right hand turn to her bedroom and instead started pushing her towards the side door. Her surprise turned to disbelief as I opened the door and to trepidation as I grabbed my camera on the way out. The trip down the driveway to the back yard was quite exciting as we dodged potential sight lines from neighbors houses. I can only imagine the forces at work that would allow her to fight every natural instinct, risk discovery, brave the wetness and cold and allow me to drive her to an uncertain outcome. I remember noting how cute the high heel marks looked in the snow, although I don't think that detail crossed her mind. It was quite late and the back yard is mostly obscured, so there wasn't much danger of being observed, but I imagine anyone looking out at that time wondered what all the bright white flashes were as they reflected off the snow throughout the neighborhood. Both the pictures we took and the balance of our outside adventure have been classified "secret" by Carly for the time being. But I encourage you to use your imaginations and fill in the blanks to your own satisfaction.

OK, Carly will tell the rest ..... but her part is a little perverted, so its for members only.