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It's all you're doing. It won't be undone, but I'll have you ready for the rest of the evening." He crawled between her spread legs, securing her wrists and ankles with the silk scarves. Chant'e could feel her sphincter pressuring against her body. Beneath her breasts he found the swollen ridge of flesh that he'd been caressing with his fingernail for the past month. She began to shiver and she knew she would be extremely aroused. How she longed to taste his signature, ahhhhhhh, and she hoped he didn't tell her what she wanted because then she would be begging him to fuck her like she'd fuck him. His private parts were now slick and perfumed with her musky scent. When he knelt between her spread legs, she let out a deep, herky-jerk that filled her entire body. A thin strand of her very male hair fell to the middle of her back. Her breathing came in short, ragged gasps as she deep throatned his warm, soft flesh, her smile reflecting her delight. Chant'e tried not to shiver in response to his thrusts. She wasn't allowed to fall asleep; her intense needs and his control of her made her a very, very anxious, young woman.

He began to touch her as they passed, tracing her arms and legs over her body as if she were a tattoo, with the vinyl crop, slowly yet firmly. Her whole body transformed, a velvety soft highlight of silken warmth, a perfect contrast to the dark leather of his pants. "I own your little piece of the mind, My baby-slut. Your brain is mine, slave. If I allow it, you will not only expect and desire but demand it." She shivered, knowing that he could feel the heat radiating from her; she wondered if his touch could be compared to her own touch. He laughed, reminding her of the difference in their approaches and told her to follow him into the bedroom, where they placed her on her back and commanded her to walk and face the edge of the bed. The stud started caressing her inner thighs and her labia, sliding his hands up her legs and across her ass, lightly and slightly. She arched her back, a temporary stop to his advances, when she felt his hand caressing her puckered entrance. She watched in awe as he slid one finger into her anus, then two, and the moment she heard the click of the lock it was over. The lock operated as it was meant to; chaining the woman to the bed, her hands and feet tied to the edge, immobilizing her for the night. "Beautiful," his voice was husky, almost husky with the desire of the night to come. She longed for it to be in full force, to she could not wait any longer..

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