Bound to be fun

As you head to Adela's bedroom, you make your plan for how you're going to tie her up. Without instruction, Adela strips naked, giving you plenty of time to finalize your plan. You then move towards her and put her hands behind her. Then, you begin to tie her wrists with a double column lark's head. With her wrists bound, you say "That good?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good. Down on your knees."

Adela falls down, so you circle back in front of her. There, you undo your pants and watch her lick her lips. Once your cock is out, you jab at her lips, which then part. You decide to let her work her magic and her pace, knowing that she's taking an extra step just for you and your desire. Her lips wrap around your tip and then her tongue begins to circle it, to which you moan.

"That's a good girl." You coo.

Her mouth then slowly plunges down your length. Next, she begins to bob her head back and forth. Despite her new bounds, Adela seems to take it in stride, seemingly increasing the pace of her movements every time she travels the length of your shaft. Combined with that dexterous tongue of hers swirling around, you wonder just how long you can endure.

"That's enough." You state.

Adela retracts her mouth. "That good Sir."

"Almost too good. Now stand up."

Adela does her best to get to her feet, using the bed behind her for support. Once she's standing, you spin her around and push her down onto the bed. With your submissive bent over, you guide your cock into her craving cunt, to which she lets out a pleasured moan.

"Thank you Sir." She coos.

You then begin to piston away, indulging in Adela's tight, wet slit. Every thrust begins the both of you immense pleasure as you chase orgasmic bliss. Even better, you get to watch her hands squirm around in their bounds. There's nothing she can do to stop you. She's submitted every ounce of trust possible into you, her dominant, and in return, you bring her to a body-shaking climax.

Now done, you pull Adela back down onto her knees and aim your cock at her face. In response, she drops her jaw and sticks her tongue out. All she can do is watch you stroke with vigor and accept her impending facial. Sure enough, you spurt onto her face, glazing it with your seed. Once you're spent, you say "Good girl."

Adela licks her lips. "Mhmm... Thank you Sir."