Like, more than a friend? Like a girlfriend?" I asked tentatively, not wanting to assume anything. He laughed nervously and gathered my naked body to ...is chest, cupping my face in his shaking hands and pressing his forehead to mine. He let out a nervous breath and I let him continue. "No, Nat...I don't want you to be my girlfriend. I spent every single day waiting for your letters. When I dreamt of home and Texas and all of the best things I had left behind, it was you who took center stage.. I again picked up the tempo. Fucking her hard, just like she asked. “ Fuck.. me. Fuck.. me. Fuck.. me.” She chanted, increasing the pace and pitch as I fucked her as hard as I possibly could in the position. But we both wanted more. I had to change it up. I grabbed her legs, then turned so my feet were off the bed. Being sure to keep my cock inside of her I stood up and backed her into the wall. She grabbed my head and rain her fingers through my hair as we kissed had again. I didn’t stop. All rights reserved. Please do not repost nor repurpose without permission.Such a pretty face... pity to have to cover it with so much leather. But we can change that later. The night is young, and we have many alternatives at our disposal.She kneels before me on a coffee table, her thighs lashed tight to her ankles and her collared neck tied down to her knees. I love watching her fingers claw desperately at the knots holding each wrist to its opposite elbow so her arms make a triangle behind. She makeslittle screams as she struggles but saves her breath. She knows intuitivelythat this place will be out of earshot from anyone who would care. Very soon,she is attached to something above her head that will not give. She wants to kick, but there is no point. That urge is too strong to ignorethough, when he slips a noose of silk around her ankle. The act is so quickthat it is only once she is already ensnared that she is able to buck and pulland flail to try to break free. It is too.