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Tied Down

His heart pounded as he stood in the doorway, watching as she moved about, enticing with her wiggling hips whenever she bent to retrieve something. He wanted to move farther in, to take her in his arms and kiss her passionately, but she had commanded that he stay where he was. Wanting to appease his saucy minx, he had stayed where she wanted, watching in agony as she stripped in front of him before covering herself in a simple silk lingerie. He hungered for her, much like his hot, hard cock stated. It had tented his pants the moment her top went flying off. Hearing her husky voice whisper, “Lay spread out on the coverlet of the bed, now ,” he snapped out of his thoughts to comply. Moving to her queen bed, he laid in an 'X' shape on the blood red coverlet. Swallowing loudly, he watched as she produced two thick strands of rope along with two pairs of handcuffs. One was black, covered in diamonds; the other was fuzzy and pink. Seeing both, he instantly became nervous. She had never come on to him so strongly, and now she planned to use primped-out handcuffs. He would die if his friends ever found out. Though none of it mattered as he watched her walk over to him, her big tits swaying with every step, her nipples hard against the light material. She always turned him on and now was no different as he felt himself become even harder, a burning need building up inside. He would have her any way he could. He felt her gaze heat on his crotch, letting him know that she was turned ...

... on at his hard manhood. He would have laughed except she had started tying first one ankle then the other to the foot of the bed, making him nervous. Swallowing again, he noticed how her ass went into the air and gave him a quick peek at the glistening jewel between her well-toned thighs. He let out a moan, hinting at the torture she was giving. She had yet to touch him and already he was dying with an insatiable need. His only surety was that she was the answer to his desire. Looking deep into her eyes, he found equal want swirling in their depths. Moving toward him, she brushed her lips over his, reaching for first one hand and then the other. It didn’t register that she had handcuffed him to the headboard until the kiss deepened and he went to hold her close. Giving a frustrated grunt, he let her know his helplessness. Pulling her lips away, she let him know her mirth. Giving her a weak smile, he waited for her to continue. He knew she would satisfy him, but only on her terms. He just hoped he would last long enough to reach such a goal. Looking back into her eyes, he had his doubts. She was so beautiful with her long black hair and golden eyes. Her hourglass shape was just begging to be kissed and touched; her D-cup tits bouncing and swaying with every motion as her ruby nipples pressed outward, needing loving. But what always got to him was her beautiful ass, it was heart shaped with a wiggling motion that seemed to shoot electricity straight to his crotch. He loved her ...