#143634 - . We'd met on the internet and started chatting, general stuff to start with, and then as we got to know each other a little better, we began to flirt, getting more and more adventurous, until the questions became more probing, almost without realising I was telling you my secrets, my fantasies , and you were encouraging me, supporting me, giving me further ideas, arousing me. Taking me to the kitchen, you turn me to face you 'You disobeyed me earlier and for that you will be punished, I am expecting a delivery and I was going to leave you upstairs, however now you will stand here, legs open, facing the door, although i will pull it to, you will not move, and I am going to talk to my friend, I am going to take my parcel and I am going to invite him in for coffee, if he accepts, he might sit in the room, or he might follow me in here when I make it' As I listen, I start to shake my head 'Please , you cant do that' I say 'You cant let anyone in to se