I'm Your's

"What do you think of your situation now?" he asked softly, then turned on a dim light. "Hm?" She strained and pulled at her cuffs, feigning distress because she could not escape. To be ravished by him while bound would fulfill the naughtiest of her fantasies.<br><br>

"Oh...you're doing it." She could not contain her excitement.<br><br>

A husky chuckle left his throat. "Let's see," he said as he opened one of her drawers. "I put them here."<br><br>

"Put what where?" she asked and whimpered.<br><br>

"My ugly neckties. Finally I've found a use for them. A good use." He closed the drawer.<br><br>

"What do you mean?" she asked, her voice shaky.<br><br>

"This." <br><br>

Holding one, he grasped one ankle and tied her foot to a corner post of the bed. "I brought them here one night and hid them in that empty drawer. You didn't even notice, did you? Well, I brought them here just for this one occasion." He repeated the tying procedure with her other leg, effectively parting her legs and the lips of her pussy, leaving her vulnerable for his lewd but desirable plans. For added pleasure, he used another tie to blindfold her. <br><br>

"I need some of that tight pussy of yours and thought it'd be kind of nice if I had you cuffed to the bed when I did it. The worst of it's done. Now it's punishment time." He chuckled. "I've found your sex toy. You’re such a bad girl."<br><br>

"You did? Where?"<br><br>

"It was hidden behind the towels in the bathroom." An evil laugh followed.<br><br>

Blindfolded now, she heard a drawer open, close and a click. Something buzzed. <br><br>