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“Yes, and more, but that will do for now. He’s roasting away where he belongs. Now we’re just left with his more sinister son.” Bud can’t hide the rage he feels for that man from showing on his face. The current friendly principal isn’t fond of the old one or his son apparently.
“Who’s his son? Does he-” there’s a loud knock on the door and I automatically stand freaking out.
Oh Christmas cookies, we’re in deep reindeer doo doo!
“Bro, it’s me.” Bud’s brother knocks again and his eyes narrow still mad. “Joy left her pretty picnic basket in the office. I’m really sorry for causing her to leave like that.” His fist hits the door again trying to get his brother’s attention. Bud gets up and starts walking to the door. “Dude, I don’t understand what you guys are doing, but I-” Bud moves with record speed and rips the door open. “Hey, oh, is she in there? I thought no one was-” Bud grabs the basket and slams the door in his brother’s face.
“Go away, and close your mouth before I call your bosses.” Bud locks the door and brings the basket over to set on the coffee table. He looks at me, huffs and takes off his tie completely. Now it’s just hanging there all sexy like a picture from a magazine. “Let’s start over and eat this food. It smells so good.” He tries to open the basket and I slap his hand. The spark of lust in his eyes is shocking and a major turn on.
“Don’t touch that. It’s my cooking so I get to serve you.” I shake my finger at him only half joking.
He stares right at me as he bends to touch the basket again. I smack him once more to see his reaction and this time he groans in pleasure. His hand is still on the wooden basket so I take it and squeeze before removing it.
My gasp is purely sexual when he unexpectedly drops to his knees. The massive gorgeous man submits to me in an instant and power is glorious. I can feel his need to be controlled, vibrating from his body. I’ve done a lot of research regarding this topic and I’ve always wanted to be a little dominant in the bedroom. I’m so wet from the fantasies running through my mind. He’s waiting and watching me closely.
“Are you testing me? We barely know each other, but your need is screaming at me.” I confess stepping into his hard body so we are close. I almost moan out loud when he presses into me too.
He only nods like he totally understands and what I said wasn’t a crazy statement at all.
“Have you ever had a sub,Mistress?"His voice purrs with the name that makes me shiver."You don’t serve me…unless…you really want to.”
That question does something to both of us and like a knob I turn on.
I grab his full hair roughly with my left hand and pull, stepping even closer. His head snaps back forcefully and he moans bringing a flood to my pussy. My right hand holds his smooth neck firmly in my palm. I take his mouth in a very uniquely aggressive kiss. His tongue runs over mine and I freak out when I feel the tongue piercing. He hides it so well, I never would've guessed it was pierced in his line of work.
What other secrets does this man have?
I don't care a second later because he consumes me with his cinnamon scent. My pussy grinds against his arm and shoulder. If I was taller or he was shorter, we would line up just right. Now I'm standing on my tippy toes trying to get off. He tries to pull away and I accidentally bite his tongue.
“Oh, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” I try checking his tongue out, but frown as my panic fades.
He hasn't moved at all. He's frozen in place staring at me like I’m the star at the top of the tree. I can't help the blush that moves over me.
“I’m better than okay, Joy. You’re here now.” He’s grinning at me excitedly. Then he lifts his hands showing me they're locked behind his back. “You can tie me up or give me permission to touch you.” Bud clears his throat as I stare at the erection in his dress pants. “Either would be great for me.”
“Both ideas sound…” I’m breathless and we haven’t even done anything yet. I never knew this would be so intense and thrilling. “I don’t know how to tie properly yet.” I admit to him feeling embarrassed and step away. I watched those videos when I got curious but I never practiced. I need someone to show me how.
“I’ll teach you.” Bud’s huge grin is brilliant on his gorgeous face. I watch in amazement as he uses his tie to secure his own hands together effortlessly. “See, it's easy.”
“Oh, that was quite impressive.” I don’t think I’ve ever been worked up this much. Well…the last few days flash through my mind. “How did you do that?” His hands are free in an instant.
“I didn’t pull it tight yet. I need a partner for that.” He’s staring at me and those words are heavy with meaning.
I reach out and take his hand…
“HELP! HELP! PLEASE HELP ANYONE!”
I hear him screaming and I want to call out but everything's becoming fuzzy around the edges. My air is gone. It’s turning pitch black and I can’t see anything but I follow his panicked voice. I’m just glad it’s not cold anymore and the pain is gone.
Why is he crying and screaming? He's got some lungs on him.
Oh shoot, my hands hurt.
“Give me a knife, he tied her hands. She almost died this time. We have to tell our parents.”
“Yes, you know he’s right, even if she gets mad at us.”
“Call the twins and don’t put that on. You know she doesn’t like it. I don’t want her to see you like that when she wakes up. Are you listening-”
