Unspeakable

I look into your eyes. You are moaning into your gag. I speak out loud, "I am going to do unspeakable things to you". I smile. By "unspeakable" I mean that she will never tell her rich husband of this evening with a stranger.
She cums yet again. Her wrists yank at the cuffs as her body spasms. I speak to her as I caress her intimately. "Perhaps I should take you with me....keep you my captive forever". She's so sexy squirming on the bed. Her pleads still muffled by a perfectly placed knotted scarf. Though tempting, I am, of course just still playing. I am pretty sure she knows I am jesting also, though I am rapidly growing hard again watching her wiggle and squirm on the bed as if my threat of her "abduction" is real. Yes...just one more time.
Her husband has no idea what a natural submissive he owns. And that is the way it shall be again. I uncuff her and bind her. I assure her that she's been tied where she should easily be able to work her way loose in twenty to thirty minutes. She knows I am leaving now. I ungag her and kiss her deeply. I softly reapply the gag and whisper, "sorry, no smalltalk. This is the only way we should remember the evening". I make my exit. She does not know my name. She does not know where I live. Yet in many ways she indeed is my captive forever. As I am hers.

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