Maybe...

Faye's hand slips under your top and over your chest, you stifle a groan as you relax into her touch.

You relax back into her, a hand reaching back to touch her thick thigh, noticing your hand skidding over her coverings easily.

Your right hand ascends to feel her soft right breast, squeezing it softly. Her nipple is hard and poking against the fabric, you tweak it softly with your fingertips.

Faye kisses the top of your head before pulling back, out of your grip and reaches into her bag. Before you can say anything though her hands wrap around from behind you and caress your stomach and hardening cock. There is something else though, you tense up some as you feel something tightening then a click behind you.

Looking down you can see its leather, thick and black. A lot like a belt or something... its around your waist and holding you firmly, and the lock seems to be just out of your reach.

"Trust me" whispers Faye into your ear.

Even as you shiver from the sensation of her lips next to your ear and her whisper, Faye quickly pulls your chair back, taking you with it. She then moves to kneel down where you just were and pull you back closer to the desk.

'Uh oh' You think as she smiles and licks her lips, your restrained cock now inches from her full painted lips.

Your hands are still free though, you could push her away or do something.