It was a hot summer night, and Miss M is feeling particularly mischievous.
She has her willing partner, bound to a chair, secured with silver
tape.
His strong body is helpless, and he knows it, the tape binds
his wrists and ankles, leaving him completely at the mercy of Miss
M. She takes great pleasure in this power dynamic and cannot wait to
push him to the very edge of pleasure.
She places a set of blackout goggles over his eyes and expertly
wraps micropore tape over his lips and chin, as an effective gag.
Standing before him, Miss M begins to tease. Her fingers trail lightly
over his chest, tracing the tape as it clings to the football kit he is wearing.
Leaning in close, her breath ghosts over his ear as she whispers, You're all mine tonight. I plan to take my time and enjoy every inch of you.
Taking a seat beside his legs, she reaches for his throbbing ****.
Wrapping her hand around it, she strokes slowly, enjoying the
feeling of his hardness in her palm.
Looking up into his eyes, she
sees the desire burning there and knows he's already close to the edge.
Slowly, she increases the speed of her strokes, watching as
his breath quickens and his body tenses.
Relax, baby, she purrs, I'm just getting started. I want to feel you pulsing in my hand, but not yet.
He can't believe the sensations coursing through his body. Miss M is
an expert tease, and he feels like he's soaring higher and higher
with each touch.
He knows she is taking him close to the edge, and he wants nothing more than to explode, but he also knows Miss M wants this night to last forever.