All Tied Up

Ria looked incredibly hot, but she didn't know about the darker side of me. How instead of wanting to hold her gently and whisper sweet nothings into her ear, I wanted to tie her to the four poster bed and fuck her to oblivion. She didn't know yet, but the vision of her got clearer and clearer as I wanked in the office bathroom. Arms tied together, over her head. Legs spread wide for me. Her body writhing under me, unable to get away.

As I thought of her, I came, hard. I was shocked with what I had just done--I wasn't the type of man to get himself off at work because I couldn't focus. Not that it helped. All day I spent thinking about Ria, about what I was going to do to her. It would be intense, and beautiful. It would be perfect.

I knew I had to get her in the right mood, the mood where she would be completely willing--not out of desperation to keep me, but because she wanted it. Anything else would be cruel to such an incredible girl.