"John, John, John. Whatever shall we do with you?"
You hear the click of her heels on the floor as she walks back to the side of the bed. You can feel her breath as she leans over and removes your blindfold.
You find your eyes drawn to her breasts, hanging heavy from her chest as she stands over you. So you struggle against the handcuffs, trying to get your hands on them, trying to push your face into them.
"No, no. They're not for you, not yet. Maybe if you behave." she whispers into your ear, bringing her nipples tantalizingly close to your mouth. |