An intense start

After dolling myself up in makeup and slipping into panties, a tube top and a miniskirt, I approached Anna's room, my heart thumping and cock throbbing in my panties.

I knocked on her door, and heard a seductive yet commanding "come in" only a moment later.

Anna was reclining in her bed, phone in one hand.

Unlike me, she clearly hadn't changed her clothes in preparation for the evening.

She still had her tight shorts and white t-shirt one, though I could see that the top buckle of her shorts was undone, revealing a tantalizing sliver of skin and neatly trimmed pubic hair.

I couldn't tear my eyes away from her body, and reacted a few seconds late when she beckoned me forwards with one hand.

I could barely think as Anna pulled me down next to her and began kissing me passionately.

One arm wrapped around my back and the other found its way to my nipple, and all I could do was wrap my arms around her and endure the overload of sensations.

Before I knew it, I was on my back, head on the bed's pillow, while Anna straddled me confidently, rubbing her groin against mine while she ravaged me with her hands and tongue.

She was completely treating me as 'the girl' in our relationship, and I was dimly aware that my muffled moaning was completely suitable for the part.

My head spun as Anna took complete control over my body, and I didn't resist in the slightest as she gently pulled my arms up over my head.

Before I realized what she was up to, I felt a pair of handcuffs clink shut around each of my wrists, the link between the cuffs looped over a bar in the headboard, leaving me trapped with both arms over my head.

My foggy head cleared slightly as I saw Anna peering down at me, her unreadable smile firmly in place, a predatory gleam in her eyes.

I realized slowly that she had something planned; something she decided needed my arms restrained to occur smoothly...