Fit To Be Tied

As a proud member of the BDSM submissive culture, I have run into alot of interesting characters in my sexually mischievous lifetime. Last night I met this beautiful pre-op trans-gender woman who had recently had breast implant surgery. She was so nice and full of energy even though she was still very early into her recovery process. "They're beautiful" I finally attain the guts to tell her. I don't know what size implants she received but I could tell that she was now a nice full B-cup, and they fit her body well. She asked me if I wanted to touch them, and me being me... how in the hell could I say no?!?!
She lifted her shirt to reveal a Victoria Secret Classic Push Up bra. Then to my delight, she unclasped her bra and let her brand new, exposed breasts, fall naturally. They were a great pair of boobs. She had small, dark pink nipples. They looked perfect. There was barely any scar tissue left on the underside the breast where the incision was made. She healed up very nicely!!
I reached out my hand to touch them and upon immediate skin to skin contact, a jolt of static electricity ran though both our bodies. She just quivered slightly and smiled alluringly. I finished fondling her and noticed that her pre-op penis was nice and erect. "Had I turned her on?!?!" I asked myself silently. I managed to pry my eyes away from her cock and looked up at her smiling face once more. She quietly fixed her clothing and strutted sexily away. The answer to my question was "yes".
That had to have been the hottest thing I had ever physically laid eyes on. I continued to stalk her at our groups meeting place and noticed that she was teaching a man in a lovely silk shirt, how to tie decent knots. Having a little education in the subject myself, I decided to join their conversation.
I looked on in awe at her technique and fantasized about how she got so good. The man in silk was skeptical and seemed very perturbed of the whole idea of bondage. Not needing much more invitation than that, i raised my hand and volunteered to be her test dummy for the night.
Throughout the entire evening I was her submissive pet in all her demonstrations. She got to show everyone at our meeting how to safely and seductively tie her love knots. Every time we finished a demonstration and she let me go, I longed to be her captive once more. To be her slave and call her master.
But, sadly our night ended with a whole lot of dirty thoughts and fantasies and not enough action for my taste. But thats ok... next time she's mine (or I'll be her's). LOL!!!