Sam was, once again, truly unsure of how she had gotten here. She had found herself walking to his place, she had seen her hand knocking on his door, had watched him open it and invite her in. Her brain had protested but her body had once again betrayed. She was going to have to have a talk with her body about getting coming back time and again for new torments.
Her mind snapped back to her position as Paul’s hand gripped her ass, massaging her ass cheeks. Paul had her bent over the small table behind his couch. Her hands were in restraints that locked her wrists to her upper thighs. She had rubber bands once again on her nipples and she was wearing heels and nothing else. As soon as she had come through the door it was as if her clothes vanished under the intensity of his stare.
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