Pulling it out bringing it to Sam's face saying "she wants my dick see how wet she is" his finger was dripping wet from my juice "we are going upstair..., you can wait here until we are done or come up and watch, I don't care". Taking me by the hand up the stairs we went to a room with some blankets and pillows on the floor, turning to me he reached started opening all the buttons on my dress, I stood there as he removed my dress dropping it on the floor, looking over my whole body. He reached up. He grabs my shirt and pulls it up over my head. he takes my wrists in my hands and draws them behind me. I feel my right wrist and then my left being encompassed by leather cuffs. He pulls me back against him and his hand starts working on my pants. the zipper goes down and they are around my ankles. My cock pushes tight against the front of my boxers as he pushes them down over it and to the floor. I was now naked with my wrists bound behind me. He steps around me and sits down on the couch.. We had a nice meal, wine and some banter back and forth. I realised that he was quite a nice guy, if not a little submissive. My ex-boyfriend was exactly the opposite and that didn’t work out. I had particular needs and he crushed them immediately. Denis, I surmised, would be more easily accepting of whatever I suggested. I wondered how far he would go to please me to get into my knickers. Tonight I would find out and see where we went from there.It was approaching 9pm when he made his move. “I. I reached for his belt buckle and deftly threaded the leather strap backwards through the loop so the buckle could be released. I yanked the strap back and his buckle fell loose, a flick of my finger and thumb took care of the button, and the pressure of his hard, eager cock trying to burst out, helped push his zip down. Taking my prize in my hand, I pulled away from his lips to kiss the tip of his cock, glistening with pre-cum. I loved the taste of him, now so familiar. Tom sighed in that way.