Your strained position doesn’t afford you very much chance for movement, but you are instantly thankful that your eyes are still free to do their thing as you watch a somber brunette wander into your room. You follow her smooth legs up to her hilly, pointed chest as you are sorely reminded that your cock is out of reach.
She looks a little confused or maybe worried, but being in the position that you are, you decide that being direct is the best way to pull yourself out of this sexual tiger trap.
“Hi, I’m , and I really need to cum—badly.” The girl stares at you for a moment, her sullen expression bearing down upon your strained and restricted body. Then, a smile breaks out and quickly evolves into a heavy laugh as she closes the door and moves to your side.
“I can’t believe that those three did this. I mean, they told me that they were, but I didn’t believe that they would actually follow through with it.” Her smile fades a little as she reaches between her legs and removes a key from her panties…after a few moments of searching. “My handcuffs” she says as she unlocks the leather restraints that have made your recent past so wonderful and so terrible.
You sit up and rub your wrists. “I’m Mandy,” the young girl with the chestnut hair says as she places the handcuffs and the key on the table sitting beside your bed. “And I’m very sorry about what happened to you, but I’m sure that you fully understand the torture that every girl here has had to endure in this school until now.”
You understand what she’s saying, but your thoughts never quite moved away from the land that Mandy’s breasts and pussy occupy. As your hands stop tingling, your eyes begin to again move critically over her body. It doesn’t take long until your thoughts of Mandy are joined by ideas entailing how to address the position that your cock is in.
She notices your gaze and smiles again. “I really must apologize. You know, because the handcuffs are mine, I feel somewhat guilty about what has happened to you.”
You look at her eyes as you hope this is going where you think it is.
“Because I’m a good girl, and feel partly responsible; I think that I should find some way to make it up to you.”
She leans in close and lets the tip of your cock float just beyond her body as she licks her red lips. “What would you like me to do, ?" |