"Make sure he is... quite secure."Kieron struggled in his restraints. He was bound into a tight spread eagle position, his wrists encased in soft leat...er wrapped in steel cuffs, stretched taut about his head. His ankles were similarly adorned, and his toes could barely touch the floor. The white collar that proclaimed his status in the keep lay on the table before him. His hands felt like they were going numb. He took deep cleansing breaths as he tried to relax; however, this chamber did. Shoulder length blonde hair, 5’6′ and probably about 135lbs. Not a tiny girl, but not a big one either. Her breasts, which I honestly only noticed a few weeks ago after the breakup, were a solid C cup. Her hips were just wide enough to give some sexy curves to her body, complementing her breasts. Her skin was as smooth that day as the day she was born I am sure. But her best feature was her eyes. She had the brightest green eyes you have ever seen. Long dark eyelashes contested the brightness. My pulse quickens, my pants start to tighten, and my stomach does an anxious flip. I place a hand on her calf. Her stockings are smooth and silky. She pulls her leg away. “No touching,” she says with a just a hint of tease and then pulls her knees up and starts to spread her legs.One of her hands traces a slow path from the top her knee, slowly down her thigh to her panties. She spreads her hand as it settles over her center blocking my view.One edge of her panties as slipped revealing the hint. "This feels so good, but I really want to fuck you up the ass. Can I? Please?"Steven asks so sweetly, I can't help but say yes. He stands up and lets me situate myself on my belly. I know my ass looks good. My dad has told me so at least a hundred times. My round little cheeks make kind of a heart shape together. I grab my ass cheeks and spread them. Steven carefully pushes his thumb into my asshole.He works my butthole for a little while, then reaches down and gets the baby oil. He oils up his.