Frank ropes a bitch

At home Frank took his purchases to a spare room on the main floor. He assembled the large dog cage he had purchased, and put his other items near at hand ready to use. As he was doing so he glanced out the window and saw the two teens from the mall strolling up the street. He watched them until they went into a house up the cul de sac, making a note of where they went.

That done, he carried a couple of things with him to the room off his patio, made a pitcher of lemonade, and texted Megan.

"Come and be caged bitch! Come to the patio door. It's open."

She replied almost immediately with a panting, star struck emoticon. Frank stretched out on the couch to wait, smiling with anticipation.

He didn't have to wait long. No more than three minutes passed before the young blonde was skipping happily through his patio door and cuddling up on top of him.

"You're the best! I've been so excited, just thinking about it! You're just the best!"

"I brought some other training tools," Frank smiled, holding up a pair of metal cuffs, that made her eyes widen excitedly. He pushed her back on the couch and lifted her legs, snapping the cuffs around her ankles as she giggled helplessly.

"Oh my God! That's so exciting! I'm gushing! Oh God Frank You're Making Me Crazy! What's that?" she gestured to the other thing he held.

"It's a gag. I case I want to shut you up," he growled, making her shudder and her eyes widen excitedly.

"You could use your fat cock for that," she whimpered. "My...my shorts are still on...I should have taken them off before you cuffed me."

"You should be a good bitch and shut up," Frank growled, producing a pair of heavy scissors, and starting to cut them off.

"Oh Fuck! That's So Hot! Oh Fuck I'm Gonna Come! Oh Fuck! Oh Sweet Fuck!" she squealed as he cut her shorts and panties away, and kept coming as he cut her shirt off, even though he could easily have pulled it off.

He rolled the moaning girl onto the floor and smacked her rump, picking up some rope he had purchased and quickly binding her as she wriggled and squealed in excitement, her eyes liquid with need as another orgasm built inside her.

"Frank...oh Fuck....Oh Fuck! OH FUCK!" she moaned as he tightened the last ropes, triggering another cataclysmic orgasm in her trembling body.

Frank was rock hard, and he was damned if the blonde bitch was going to have all the fun. He pulled her to her knees, and sat down on the couch, pulling her towards his cock. She stroked it with her bound hands rubbing her face on it as he held her hair, her eyes worshipful.

"Mio Signore," she purred in a terrible Italian accent that was incredibly sexy. Frank growled wordlessly, his cock throbbing, and pulled her head down until she engulfed his meat, her eyes continuing to worship him.

"I'm your fuckin' Lord alright," he snarled as he started to facefuck her. "Your fuckin' Lord and Master." He could feel her shudder as his words triggered yet another orgasm in her tender young body.