Short Mature BDSM Story intended for an 18+ Audience - I'm so fucked. I was about to let him do me- again. I drag my hands down the side of my face at the realization. So you were really gonna let yourself get bent over not just once, but twice? I grumble a sound that can only be explained as existential agony at myself. What have I done? Who was he? And please for the love of God- Where the fuck is Denise?