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Moving in for another kiss, Krystle sensually grabs hold of your chest, bringing you closer. You bite your lip and push away.

"I'm sorry, maybe I should go..."

"No! I'm sorry--please stay I won't do anything you don't want me to do... I just thought..." she took a brief pause, allowing her red face to mellow out, "Anyway, please stay,"

Her words were heartfelt and you couldn't resist. You nod silently and respond, "Alright... I'm going to go to bed then,"

Krystle sighs audibly and nods, her words carrying the great weight of remorse, "Sorry about all this. See you in the morning,"


You slide comfortably into bed, your nether regions still tingling from the encounter. Ignoring the burning desire to masturbate and free yourself, you close your eyes.

Before falling to sleep much later, you release a muttered moan of regret, "I wonder what it would've been like..."

A pair of eyes glisten in hope.

---

You awake to the sound of rustling metal. Your senses return to you only to assault you with cold iron surrounding your ankles and wrists. You're chained to the four-poster bed.

"Hey , you wanna know why my room mate moved out?"

A chilling fear froze you. Is she going to kill me?

"It's 'cause I wouldn't let her sleep at night, we were having too much fun," she grinned maliciously. Your eye sight improves and Krystle's form became too terribly clear.

In one hand was a sinister black phallic instrument, freshly coated with SOMEONE's juices. Your eyes travelled along her pallid arm to her breasts, tightly bound in a black satin bra. Her taught stomach shoned in the darkness. The faint moonlight through the windows illuminated her form, and your eyes quickly caught the black satin panties clinging to her pelvis. It was made obvious she was masturbating before she came in.

Smiling victoriously, Krystle moved in for the kill, "So, are you going to give? I'll admit you giving in so quickly won't be fun; but I've gotta know how I should go about this, this will be your first time after all, and I want you to remember it," the words came out and touched your ears, but you're too shaken to respond.

 

What does decide?

 
 
 

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