I cannot...”“Peace, my beautiful Lady. We have this time and no other. Let us not waste it in idle protest.”His lips drove into hers, strong han...s gripping the muscular firmness of her rear through the thin film of her nightdress. He pulled, he pressed, and she again felt the impossible hardness of his staff against her churning stomach. The heat of it branded her ... though she knew it was mostly her imagination, given the many layers of clothing he still wore ... and her blood raced and rose. It was time to play the innocent card. “Look at me,” he commanded. I looked up at him slowly and as innocently as I could. His eyes held pure fire and were flaring just how I wanted them. He sighed and pushed me into the wall. I was waiting to see what he was going to do next when he let go of his hold on my collar. “Do not move,” he whispered into my ear. I could hear him move away and then move something. The driving desire to see what he was doing was killing me, but the anticipation of what. "Have you learnt your lesson?" He asked and I could hear the smile in his voice. The tiny bit of anger and embarrassment I had been feeling melted in that second."Yes Master, thank you for teaching me," I said, wanting him to come nearer, to touch me. "Good slut. Are you ready to be uncuffed?" "Yes Master," I almost begged.He came close then, my heart quickened as he leaned over me and unlocked the handcuffs. I rubbed my sore wrists in relief. Then he crouched down beside me and very gently. Suddenly, he stands up, throwing me onto the desk. He sits back in his chair. "Put on a show for me; take off the rest of your clothes." I stand in front of him. I rub my hands up and over my boobs, keeping eye contact with him. He rubs his dick through his pants, biting his lip as he watchs me. I turn around, sticking my ass right in his face as I pull off my pants, slowly. I'm circling my ass in his face when I feel a wetness between my cheeks. I turn around, and he is licking me up and down..