“Yoiks!”She grunted, a low throaty sound… like the chuff made by a large game cat. “Yoiks, really?” She gave me a smirk.Now I wasn’t just ...hy-embarrassed, I was feeling stupid-embarrassed. But she let go my erection, took a step back and stood, hands-on-hips, appraising me. I put a hand in front of my twitching cock.She jutted her jaw at me. “Don’t recognize me, huh?”“Noooo….”“Don’t remember your little tropical island “thunder fuck”?”“Chloe?”She sucked in air across her teeth. “Yeah. Ten years. She used to laugh at my lame jokes, enjoying outings with me etc. Nearly every day we used to go to outings after I came back from my office.In this way a month passed and we grew closer to each other. Still we used to sleep in different rooms. It was the time of the monsoons and the rain in Mumbai is very unpredictable. The weather was overcast and was giving a romantic feeling. It was a weekend and we were returning to our home. I was driving the bike while she was sitting behind me keeping. “We shall see you at breakfast. And now Sir Richard, I am sure that my sister has made detailed and delightful plans for your mutual delight tonight, so I suggest you lead her to her room and find what awaits you. I shall not, of course, suggest that you sleep well, for I know you never have in my Chateau, and hopefully, never will!”Sir Richard rose and bowed politely to the Count and moved to the other side of the table where Jeanette put out her hand so that Sir Thomas could assist her to her. I just smiled and crawled into his bed as he got in with me. Then he grabbed a pair of hand cuffs and cuffed my hands together and put the chain behind the bed post so now I was restrained with my hands unable to move away from the headboard of the bed. He started to rub up and down my body. He then reached over and grabbed some lube he had in his night stand and started rubbing it all over his cock just inches from my face. I was able to reach over and lick his head a little as I tasted his.