Bound
In the dimly lit room, she pressed her body against his, letting out a soft moan of approval as she felt his hardness pressed against her. He trembled with anticipation as she undid his pants, freeing his throbbing member. With a devious grin, she took it in her hand, feeling its warmth seep through the thin fabric of her glove.
"Do you trust me?" She whispered against his ear, her breath hot and moist.
He nodded eagerly, unable to meet her gaze but unable to resist the intoxicating pull of her voice. She guided him towards the altar-like wooden frame in the center of the room, helping him climb up onto it with a firm grip on his waist. Once he was secured in place, she retrieved a variety of leather straps and bindings from a nearby chest, expertly tying him down in strategic places.
As he lay helpless before her, eyes filled with both fear and desire, she moved closer once more. This time, she allowed herself to be defenseless as well - shedding her robe revealing an equally tight latex catsuit that clung to every curve of her body like a second skin.
The story leaves me wanting moreā¦
What a wonderful sensual and erotic tale