Jokingly, I gave her a slap on the ass and asked when I was going to see her outside of work again. She whipped around into my arms and we started mak...ng out. "I have been waiting for you to ask" she responded. "I don't have anything going on this afternoon" I said. "Cool, why don't you come over again...I think you have enjoyed your last two visits" she said so seductively I could feel myself getting hard. "Yes, I have. But I think it will be hard to top the last time" I joked back with her.. A moment later the same thing happened to the other arm. After anothermoment, my arms were being pulled upwards by the ropes. The ropes kept pulling,even when my arms were stretched as high as possible. It wasn?t long before Iwas on my tiptoes. At this point, I felt the feather glide on my chest againtickling each nipple. This caused my nipples to become erect and then withoutwarning, I felt the hard biting pinch of cold nipple clamps on each of my hardnipples. I felt the clamps being pulled. Even then I will be expecting you to rub me each morning and empty my balls."Beth's resistance had gone, not only did she know his threats were true, but also that she was going to be pleased doing his bidding. Lapping her tongue over his end she tasted his sweetness. "Give me your fingers."Her wetness dripped from her fingers as he first smelt them before putting them in his mouth."Now i'm feeling generous today Miss Webb, choose your own fucking position."Beth rose and placing her. She was about 5'7", thick build, large breasts with red hair and brown eyes. She was not what most guys would call gorgeous. "Cute" would be a more accurate description. We got to talking and somehow, the flirtation began. I am not sure to this day how it turned into a sexual conversation. But we exchanged numbers. Over the next few weeks the texts became more explicit. Throughout them I had slowly began telling her some of my fantasies, and she had shared hers with me. After almost three.