He always begins it the same
He does that so I know
So my heart will start to pump before a word is spoken … before a slap is delivered … before a finger subtly traces itself across my sex
A note –
Garter belt and stockings only
Dressed, I wait – on knees – bedside – eyes closed
It starts —
A blindfold to eliminate distraction 
Face resting, turned sideways, on a downy pillow
Wrists shackled together laying above my head
Elbows resting on the soft bed
Legs held gently apart
The first caress
The first slap 
The first feathery touch…