“What do you think you’re doing?” Chris asked, wide eyed. I laughed at him and the incredulous look he had on his face. “I said what do you think you’re doing, Janet. Answer me!”

I slipped my panties off and unclasped my bra. I shoved the panties into his mouth and tied the blindfold he used on me around his head.

“There,” I said, admiring my handiwork. “They’re perfect there since you like pink lace so damn much.” I crossed the room and slowly looked through his toy box. “You know I hate pink,” I reminded him. I touched something rubbery and pulled it out. A dildo. I threw in on the floor. “But it’s always about you.” I said, still searching through his box. “Everything we do is always about you. The sex is even about you. I’ve had better orgasms, Chris.” I heard the handcuffs rattle against the bed but didn’t bother to look up. He couldn’t get out. A shiny something caught my eye and I pulled it out. “This will do, right?” I asked him, pulling out the nipple clamps. I approached the bed but his leg flailed out at me. “You’re just agitating me now, Chris.” I didn’t go for the paddle, the handle was too short. I went for the whip.

I brought it up over my head and slew it across the air. The crack sound it made across his chest was sweet. It paralyzed him for a moment so I could tie his feet down to the bed as well. I attached the nipple clamps. They made a nice gleam across his chest in the low lighting. His cock was hard but for what I had planned I wanted it harder. I kissed his cheek and his chin. I straddled him and kissed his chest and tugged on his nipple clamps. His breathing got stronger. I kissed his body down to his bellybutton. I stuck my tongue in and spun it around. He looked down at me, his grey eyes pleading. I smiled. I licked his thighs and kissed his balls. He thrust slightly downwards, wanting me to handle his prick. I ignored him. After five minutes he was groaning for me to touch it. I looked up at him and he looked on the edge of tears. I blew a breath of air on the tip of his dick. He moaned. I touched his cock with the tip of my tongue and his eyes closed.

I stood up and grabbed a robe from behind the door. I snatched up the remote next to his bed and flipped through the channels till I found a nice porno for him to watch. I turned it up loud so if he turned his face away he would still have to deal with the sounds of sucking and moaning. He looked at me, his eyes saying, You can’t be serious! I grinned down at him and walked towards the door.

“I’m going to go watch Will and Grace. Be a good boy for me and watch the nice porno. I want that cock quite hard when I get back.” I walked out the door; Chris was too surprised to moan. I turned back around the corner. “There are two episodes today. I’ll decide whether I’ll watch one or both.” The thought of lying there for an hour frightened him into groaning under his gag.