"You first, then you can have your way with me."

"You first, then you can have your way with me," Sandra said as she reached over and took the ropes and cuffs from Karen.

The sexy redhead blushed brightly, red creeped across her freckled cheeks and down her pale chest, "Oh, okay..." She said as if a bit unsure, but the glistening between her legs and the erectness of her pink nipples showed she was obviously so turned on she went along with it.

Sandra secured the heavy duty leather cuffs tightly around Karen's wrists, smiling naughtily as she did so, and then used the black nylon rope to secure Karen's arms and legs stretched out to the bedposts. Naked and aroused, Karen tugged against her restraints to no avail, she was secured firmly in place in the utterly **** spread eagle position.

"Now that I have you at my mercy," Sandra said as she straddled Karen's hips in the cowgirl position, "What do I do with you," She said teasingly.

"Oh what do you have in mind, Tammie," The redhead asked lustily and bit her lip.

"Hmmm quite a few things, actually," Sandra said with a laugh before reaching over to grab Karen's purse from the bedside nightstand, letting her soft breasts brush across Karen's face as she did so, "But it's going to depend on what I find in here."

Karen's eyes widened, "Wait, what are you doing with my purse," She said in a panicked tone, but then quickly tried to redirect, "What are you going to rob me? Is that what this is, I can't believe it!"

Sandra just laughed and set the bag down on the helpless woman's chest between her flattened out breasts, "Oh stop, I won't be robbing you of anything in this purse," Sandra reached in and fished out a rag that stunk of some kind of chemical and a vial of mysterious liquid, "I wonder what this is for?" She said teasingly.

Karen blushed again, more brightly than before now, blotchy redness spread over her neck, chest, and breasts, "It's not... It's not what it looks like."

"Really," Sandra laughed in amusement, reaching into the bag she pulled out a stainless steel circ-clamp, "Because it looks like you were planning on drugging me and clipping off my clitoris."

"Tammie please," Karen pleaded, but was shushed by Sandra.

"Tammie isn't my name, silly. Like Karen isn't your real name either." She doused the rag with the contents of the bottle and then held it firmly over Karen's mouth and nose, "While you were busy hunting me, I was hunting you. Nothing personal," She finished with a wink just before the redhead's eyes rolled back.

Setting the vial and rag aside, Sandra gazed down upon the dozing body of the sexy redhead and pondered her next move- "Decisions, decisions," She said to herself with a smirk. Her eyes resting on the pink folds of her would-be attacker's sex and the perfect clitoris that poked from under its delicate hood.