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It?s a Friday and we've got the weekend to ourselves, finally. It?s been weeks since I was able to use you as my own personal slut and I've been eagerly awaiting the next opportunity. I've been thinking of where to go next and I think I have the perfect idea. I've been teasing you all day, sending you naughty texts and emails while you?re at work. I know I've been getting to you, that you're wet with anticipation. If you only knew where it all was leading. Finally, the text I've been waiting for arrives, Leaving work, you didn?t make my day any easier you know ;P I wasn't trying to I reply. After a short pause, I add, Are you wet? Fuck yes? Are you ready for more? I don't need to explain what more means, you already know. Yes, you respond almost instantly. A sly smile forms as I type back, Good. I?ll take care of that tonight. My place, 7. One more text for me to send, My place, 9. Remember, not a word. There's a long-enough hesitation that I start worrying that this might not work. But, soon enough, I get the notification. I'll be there. With that, my nervousness sets in. You've seen this side of me and you've never backed down. But is this going too far? Will you back out? We're going to find out, it's too late to stop this. I set about the final preparations for tonight. I tidy up the living room and bedroom before making dinner, scallops in red wine and brown butter. It's nothing too difficult, but it looks impressive. I set out a small bottle of whiskey, this isn't going to be a wine kind of night. I light a few candles and a stick of incense. Finally, I put the wrist straps in place. Dinner, candles, incense...wrist straps. I chuckle to myself at the absurdity of it. My chuckling is interrupted by a knock at the door. Time to get this started, I say to myself. I open the door to see you standing in front me wearing a dark grey trench coat. The moment our eyes lock, you undo the waist strap and pull the coat open enough for me to see that you're completely naked, and freshly shaved, underneath. ?Fuck me,? I say, completely mesmerized. ?I'm glad you like it,? you say with a mischievous smile, ?consider this payback for all the teasing.? I have to fight the urge to bend you over and fuck you Escort Güngören right there in the hallway. Instead, I pull you inside and kiss you passionately; the feral need building, my covered cock pressing into your exposed stomach. I'm nearly shaking with excitement. I break the kiss and whisper into your ear, ?You won't need this,? as I lower the coat from your shoulders. You turn as I remove the coat completely and I hang it on the wall. You're facing me when I turn back and I take you all in. ?Beautiful,? I say, just loud enough for you to hear me. Your smile nearly drives me insane. ?We need to eat first.? We head towards the table and you take a seat as I get the food. With plates in hand, I realize how much I?m trying to impress you even though you?re already sitting naked at my table, ready for the unknown activities of tonight. Again, I find myself chuckling at the joyous absurdity of it all. We eat dinner and sip whiskey and Coke in a wonderfully awkward silence. Few words are spoken. It's just as well because between your eyes, your smile, and your naked breasts, I doubt I could form complete sentences anyway. Instead, there's a lot of smiling, lip biting, gawking, and nervous energy. And my dick is so unbelievable hard the entire time. With the last of the food and just enough of the whiskey to loosen us up, you ask, ?So, what are you going to do to me tonight?? The words you chose are not lost on me. Your eyes are beaming with excitement. Fuck me, I think to myself. I check the time, 8:30. I?ve only got thirty minutes, time to move. ?You're about to find out,? my grin is somewhere between wicked and mischievous. I stand and reach for you hand, pulling you to me. I take a moment to stare into your eyes, I?m looking for any doubt or hesitation. I find neither so I stand and lead you to the bedroom. Once there, I take your face in both hands and kiss you, deeply. In the back of mind I realize this isn't animalistic need or lustful desire, but I set the thought aside for now. Time is short. I lay you back onto the bed and tie the first strap around your wrist. I can feel your heartbeat quickening. I slowly walk around the bed and tie the second strap. I've İnnovia Escort tied your hands to the bed straight back and above you. I climb onto the bed and straddle you. I'm still fully clothed. My hands reach for your breasts. I fucking love these boobs. I begin to slowly massage you as I ask, ?What do you think I have in mind for tonight?? I want your body and mind stimulated beyond anything you've known before. You shiver and take your first guess, ?You have a new toy you're going to use.? I gently shake my head no and wait for the next guess as my massage turns more urgent. ?You're going to fuck my mouth while I'm tied to the bed.? I imagine exactly that and it shows on my face, but I reply, ?No.? My hands slide down and around me, tracing your sides and thighs. ?Next guess,? I say, just nearly a command. ?You're going to play with me for hours.? My eyes narrow wickedly, I would love to do just that right about now. But, again, I slowly shake my head no as my hands grip the insides of your thighs behind me. I can feel your heat. ?You're going to film me.? I chuckle to myself again, I hadn't thought of that despite all my planning. ?That is an excellent idea,? I respond as my fingers begin tracing your pussy lips on both sides. You're so wet that I nearly cum in pants. I lean forward to kiss you, the urgency and need is back. But I need to wait. Just then, another knock at the door. Perfect timing. You're somewhat startled as I lift myself off of you. I look back after climbing off the bed, now there is doubt in your eyes, but I see the excitement too. ?All you have to do is say no, but we both know you won't,? I say, wanting to reassure you without losing control of the situation. You nod, almost imperceptibly, but it's there and I turn to leave the room. I return a few moments later with a man following me, someone you've never met. You can't do much to hide yourself, but you do close your legs. I notice and let it slide, for now. ?Babe, this is Ryan,? I say, introducing you as nonchalantly as I can given the circumstances. ?Hi?,? you say questioningly. I nearly chuckle again, wonderful absurdity. ?You are my slut tonight, yes?? I ask. ?Yes, but...? I Kağıthane escort bayan don?t give you the chance to finish. ?You are my slut for the night,? I emphasize "are" to make the point. ?Ryan broke up with his girlfriend six months ago and hasn't had any since then. So he?s going to fuck you tonight,? I say calmly as a matter of fact. I lean onto the bed, bringing my face so very close to yours. I kiss your lips, then your chin, and finally down to your neck. You writhe below me, you want more. I whisper into your ear so only you can hear, ?I want to watch you, see you as you're getting fucked, hear you scream out from across the room. I want to watch all of you as you cum. Most of all, I know you want me to watch.? My hand slides down to your pussy and one finger slides into you, it's not nearly enough to satisfy you, you need so much more. I continue, ?You loved what happened a few weeks ago, being the center of attention, desired by two men, letting go like you did.? Now two fingers. ?You will let me give this to you.? Three. ?Be my slut, let go.? ?Yes,? you whisper back to me, your body craving more attention. I withdraw my fingers and bring them to your lips. You take the hint and suck them into your mouth, cleaning all three one by one. That's a good sign for tomorrow night, I think to myself. Once you're done, I pull away from the bed. I look to Ryan as I say, ?There's only two rules.? Looking back to you, ?One, he cannot fuck your ass. That is mine. Only mine. And two,? as I look back again to Ryan, ?she?s on the pill and you?re both clean, so no condoms.? I walk to the other side of the bed. I don't have a chair in the bedroom, but I improvise by hopping up onto the dresser. I'm as out of the way as I can be, and still fucking rock hard. Later, I tell myself. I pull out my phone and take a few pictures of you tied to the bed, fully exposed. ?This was your idea,? I remind you. I decide then to keep the phone ready for later. You give into the situation without protest and turn your attention back to Ryan. We both sit silently as we wait for him to catch up. The absurdity gets even more wonderful, and awkward, but he finally begins to move. He tentatively reaches out to you, tracing two fingers around your nipple. I've gotten you so worked up throughout the day that you can't help but moan. Fucking hell, she's so sexy. I do my best to stay quiet and patient, but I want this to move along. He leans over you and gently, almost weakly, kisses you as his hand travels down to your stomach.