«Hands Tied: A BDSM Romance Story» by Kathleen Hope

At first, my job was a pretty big thrill. Whenever I would tell people I was a scientist who specialized in conducting sexual experiments, their eyes would perk up and they’d want to hear all the details.I didn’t blame them. The details could get pretty juicy. All those sexy, sweaty bodies clashing together really turned me on. I’d stand there, taking notes on my clipboard, pretending that I didn’t care about anything except the research, but deep down I’d be melting.But after a while, all those bodies engaged in all kinds of sexual activity got a little boring. Sex research was just another job.Thursday started out that way. I had spent my morning observing a man and woman having intercourse. He was a handsome man, tall frame with rippling muscles and a lean face. She was gorgeous, a petite redhead with a curvy ass and ample boobs that seemed to defy gravity. But I couldn’t have been more bored.“Okay, you can begin now,” I said, fighting off a yawn. My attempt to log on to the computer to record my notes didn’t work out. For some reason, I couldn’t log on.So I simply picked up my clipboard and took my notes there. I marked down the start time of their encounter and watched them go at it for nearly thirty minutes. When they were done, I wrote down the time they finished and took all the appropriate notes. “That concludes the experiment for today, folks. Thank you for participating.”I shook the hands of both people, handed them their robes and escorted them to the lobby.I returned to the experiment room and…WARNING: STEAMY CONTENT!!! HAPPY EVER AFTER ENDING. NO CLIFFHANGER. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18.