Wednesday, January 10, 2007

A Twist in the Game

Your lover likes to play aggressive games. This time seems a bit different. So focused he is as he binds your wrists in front of you. He fondles your breasts so greedily. So passioned. He bends you over the table and shreds your nightshirt swiftly away. Exposing you...so vulnerable. He enters you without hesitation....so ready for him....yet a bit alarmed at his straying from an accustomed routine.

Oh...feels so good. The phone rings momentarily awaking you from your trance. Your position has you able to see the lighted caller ID on the phone. It is the phone number of your lover....panic....squirming to get away. Your night visitor realizing he is exposed and now pausing to gag you. He is too powerful....you are helpless....submitting to his will....your mind looking for an avenue to escape....yet your body now craving for more.

He now has you well silenced...and continues what he started.