‘A beer would be great’ She carefully noted the way he spoke. His smooth voice washed over her, his baritone notes comforting her and his American...accent accentuated by her ‘proper’ English accent. She glanced over at him as she rooted around for her bottle opener. Oh yes, he was very attractive. Hesitation washed over her all of a sudden. This is where the old Sophie would become slightly withdrawn, point out her faults, hold back her unusual sense of humour. She gave herself a mental shake.. When Annie left the room Mistress told me to turn over in the bed andput my hands towards the headboard. From a slot between the headboardand mattress Mistress pulled up a pair of handcuffs and quickly had myhands bound. I was too tired to resist, and wouldn't have anyway. Apillow was stuffed under me and when a strap was pulled over my back itcrushed my chastity into the pillow. My feet were cuffed to the otherend of the bed when Annie returned with the paddle."We really need to start keeping. "Ooooh god, yeaaah! I'm your asswhore, baby, make me cum again with your big cock! Take my ass, fuck my little slutty asshole ooohh!... I love it, Greg, I love how you feel in my ass! So big, stretching me so good uuuhh!... Give it to me hard and deep, baby, I want you so much! Make me your buttfucking toy... Uuuhh yeeees!"She was still rambling while I straightened back on my knees and withdrew my cock halfway and then wedged myself back in all the way until I bumped against her pillowy. After this conversation, she started to chat with me so closely and she said she was afraid to behave naughtily with me because my grandparents may see.I told her we can have fun without getting caught and she agreed for that but she said she don’t want me to fuck her since it may spoil her life. I can do whatever else.. I agreed for that.After two days she came to our home and we started behaving closely. I was really happy for that and I was planning to have fun with her.We started to chat in.