I then pushed her back down and led her by the leash to my bedroom. I laid her onto my bed and went to the closet and brought out my 'special' box. I ...ook her left hand and handcuffed her to my bed; I then did the same to her right. She smiled as she watched me.I then leaned down and kissed her neck. She gave a light moan the second my lips contacted her skin. I slowly, ever so slowly, moved my mouth down her body. I took off the bows that hid her stiff nipples and took each nipple into my. He did intend to **** me. I didn't stand a chance of fending off this big bastard and yelling for help wasn't going to do me any good out here."Why don't you go ahead and strip off the rest of those clothes," he demanded."Now wait a minute..." I began, but he cut me off with a wicked backhand across my face, knocking me completely sprawling to the nasty concrete floor."Don't give me no fucking lip, shithead," he barked. "Strip now or I'm gonna beat the crap out of you. And then I'll strip you. “You crazy” she said as my fingers made way to her inner thighs. I managed to get my right hand to her pussy and palmed it. “Ooooh” goes Dana. I kissed on her neck so more cuz I knew that’s her spot. I started twiddling her pussy lips with my fingers and I can feel her pussy moistening up on the spot. Relentlessly, Dana let me push her into the dark closet. We started to kiss passionately while I felt her hands pulling my dick out from my sweats. She had all 9 inches in her hand. I was hard as. We started chatting and talked about our lives. She asked me what I write, what I read, and about my adventures. We talked about the places we visited, the common books we read. She asked me about my writings. Finally, I confessed my interest in sex stories, and I am an author of sex stories. There was no reply, and I thought Anjali would block me.A couple of days passed, and there was no reply. Finally, one evening she messaged, “Can you share with me a story you wrote?” I was relieved at.