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He drapes his tie over my eyes and ties it snug on the back of my head.

There’s several seconds of anticipation. Then I gasp as he enters. I’m already so sensitive from grinding my clit against him that the sensation is almost too much. I think to reach out and put a hand on his stomach, but I remember I can’t move my arms. Thankfully, he takes his time warming me up.

The sensitivity turns lighter. Less sting and more aching pleasure.

James is such a good lover that I know he can tell how I’m feeling just from my breathing. My moans. By how tense versus relaxed my muscles are.

I don’t need to say anything for him to find the rhythm that’s best, and once I’m totally putty, he picks up his pace.

James grips my shoulders tightly, and he pulls me into him with every thrust. Pretty soon he’s doing it so fast, I can hardly hold down a breath.

I can’t see, which just intensifies all the feeling exploding out from my core. All I can hear is his grunts and the heavy slap of skin on skin.

“I’m coming!” I hear myself shout. My voice is frail. More of a moan than words.

James powers through my orgasm and keeps thrusting as I shake and squirm.

“I don’t know how you’re still so fucking tight. I would’ve thought I’d have resized you to fit me by now.” He works his fingers into my mouth, and I obediently suck. “Wait here, would you?” he teases.

I hear him walk away, and then he’s opening a drawer in his desk. He comes back over to me, and I hear it before I feel it.

There’s the heavy buzz of a vibrator. I feel his hands working between my legs. The vibrator must be small. One of those bullet ones the size of my thumb, but the thing pounds with the power of a massage gun. I feel him clip something to my skin. It pinches in place gently like a clothespin.

And then he moves the vibrator so it’s directly on my clit.

“Oh shit,” I say shakily. “James.”

“I’ll be back in a little bit,” he says in his deep voice.

I can’t even talk. I just whimper as I hear his heavy footsteps go towards the door, and then it closes behind him.

While the vibrator isn’t clipped onto me very hard, I still don’t have any ability to get it off. The fact that I’m so powerless drives me wild. I don’t know how much time passes like this. Everything blurs. It gets to the point that I can feel the buzz of the vibrator in my blood. I shudder and scream out as I come all alone cuffed to the ceiling.

I let my head go back limp, but I don’t have any choice but to start shaking again as my poor clit is pounded with a hundred pulses a second.

I’m so captive. So entirelyhis. There’s nothing I can do but wait for James to get back. It turns me on just as much as the stimulation.

I hear the door open, and the world goes mute as James lifts the vibrator up and turns it off. He tenderly rubs my clit andthen gives it a kiss just as gentle. I moan as he starts to play with my pussy lightly with his tongue.

I’m not sure I could take his cock again, and he seems to know this. He walks around to my head and yanks the tie blindfold undone.

“Suck me till I come,” he instructs, and I eagerly move my head like I’m bobbing for apples to fit his cock in my mouth. He stretches so he can reach over me and pinches my nipple with one hand while softly rubbing my clit with the other.

His grunts begin to build, and it’s not long before he pulls out and finishes all over my hanging body.

We both breathe heavily for a minute. I think this is the first time we’ve both been left this speechless by sex.

He gives my ass a tap from underneath, and then we both start to laugh.

“So, I’m a big fan.” I nod at my restraints. “But how are we supposed to cuddle like this?”

James laughs and cleans me up with his handkerchief and then tosses it into the trash. Then he unclips my hands, followed by the belt around my butt.

I’m suddenly on my feet, and he pulls me to him.

We stand and kiss for a moment.

“I was worried what you’d think of being tied up,” James says.

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