| Straight: BDSM: Erotic Surrender (1/4) |
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I’m sitting at my desk writing a story, and don’t hear him come in behind me. He creeps up behind me, as I sit there writing, not knowing what he is going to do. Then he lowers himself down and kisses the back of my neck. It sends shivers down my body for the first time that day and I know it will not be the last. I know what he is here for and I’m not about to deny him what he wants. I want the same thing, but I’m not about to let him know it. I’m normally a dominate person, but when it comes to Scott I’m very submissive. Anytime Scott is around I become his little slut and he loves it. I feel him running his hands down my arms. He starts at my shoulder and slowly works his way down. His light touch is driving me wild, his soft kisses on my neck and shoulders are like shockwaves. He lightly rubs my skin and I can feel the passion in his touch. I can’t help it any longer, my hands fall from the keyboard in an instant. I want to turn around and take him right there, but his strong hands dig into my arms and will not let me turn around. So I just sit there and let him massage my arms, and kiss my neck and shoulders. I’m so turned on that my breathing becomes labored. Scott is a very sensual person and loves to touch and caress my entire body. Of course I have to admit, it drives me wild! Every time he touches my body it becomes like jell-o and I lose all control. As he slides his hands down my arms, I feel him grab my wrists and pull them behind me. Scott then pulls me out of my chair and guides me to the side of the room where there are two columns by the entrance of the room. I try to protest, but that doesn’t stop him. He pulls me up to one of them and wraps my arms around them with my back facing the cold smooth surface. I then feel the clasping of handcuffs around my wrists. I once again try to pull away, but it is too late, I’m secured to the column. I beg for him to let me go, because I want to wrap my arms around him, but he does not listen to me. Scott never really says much when he comes for his visits; he says everything with his actions. He has always said that words just get in the way, and I agree. Now that I am completely helpless and under his control, he starts to rub his hands up and down my shoulders. Feeling his hands running up and down my arms is making my pussy quiver. Scott leans in and kisses my neck. The instant I feel his lips touch my skin, my knees buckle beneath me. I can feel the handcuffs pulling at my wrist, as I almost fall to the floor. As he pulls me back up, he pushes me back against the column and presses his soft lips against mine. After a moment of simple kissing, our lips part and our tongues touch. The fire inside us begins to rise and the passion is released. The kissing turns frantic, as I cannot get enough of my lover. I’m now out of breath and weak kneed. Now he |
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