Tied Up
I was tied spreadeagled onto the bed.
Black leather cuffs encircled my wrists and ankles, anchoring me securely to the bedframe. I could move only a little, twisting my naked body to the side, but beyond that I was quite thoroughly tied down.
My legs had been forced wide open, my dripping pussy gaping and exposed, raised up by a large pillow under my hips. I desperately wanted to touch myself, to bring some relief to my throbbing cunt - but of course that was impossible. It was against the rules.
James stood at the foot of the bed with a satisfied smile on his face. His eyes ran up and down my body with lustful glee, as though he were a conquering warrior and I the helpless victim. I knew he relished the idea that I was completely his, that I would have to do exactly what he wanted. His cock jutted out arrogantly from his crotch, fat and hot with blood.
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