Miss - Tied Up

You throw your hands up and push Lyle away, but only for a moment. "Fine bitch." He growls, "We'll do this the hard way." Before you can react he's behind you, grabbing your wrists. He handcuffs each wrist to an ankle, forcing you to lean back spread eagle. You can feel your dress riding up your thighs, certainly revealing your black panties.

"Please don't do this." You sob. "We're friends."

Lyle laughs cruelly. "We're gonna be more than friends after tonight." He grabs your head tight, you no longer have a way to fight him off as he leans in, his smelly cock now pressing against your closed lips.