/authors/brandy-dewinter/Recent content in Brandy Dewinter on Gromet's Plaza ArchiveHugoen-us/stories/1/01/01/locks/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/locks/<p>“Are you sure you want to do this?” Nick asked.</p> <p>I nodded.  If he knew how much I really had in mind, he’d have been even more concerned, but my mind was made up.</p> <p>We were about to embark on a bondage weekend.  Bondage was an addiction, worse at least for me than any drug I could imagine, and like a lot of addictions, feeding it only made it worse.  Or better.  In any event, more intense.  Nick would never hurt me, certainly not deliberately, and not by any accident of carelessness.  He enjoyed our game, cherished my submission, but he was very careful.  Part of that was good.  I didn’t like pain and I was not into any of the corporal punishment stuff at all.  But he was just too worried about even discomfort to allow me the extended sessions that I wanted.  That I needed.</p>