The Tape

He marveled at the strange new freer Maria. He hurries up the stairs and dash in Maria’s room. He remembered where it was from when he had tutored her last year. On the bed is a black leather bondage suit and mask. This blows her mind. He gets dressed. The suit is strangely well fitted. The leather pants almost look normal except for the hole just big enough for her one-eyed trouser snake and balls. There was a pair of boots and fingerless leather gloves and other handcuffs and whip that was it. The suit was lined with silk and is very comfortable at least for now but he can tell that if he were to get an erection there was no way he would have enough room. After a little bit, Maria rejoins him.

Her beautiful brown eyes look deep into his. “Ok here is the plan, the rest of the guys aren’t going to go for this idea at first so I will need a little time to get them ok with it. So he just wait right here and get ready to be ‘presented’,” she cannot help but giggle. She get on her knees and reaches under her bed. She pulls out a DVD. “I made you this to go with the one you … we made yesterday,” she says with a wink. He is shocked. She knew he was recording her. “This should keep you occupied while you wait, just make sure you ready to go in a couple of hours.” Then she licks her upper lip and bites her lower in a very wicked smile and she leaves. This was becoming a habit for her.

He walks over to her TV and found the DVD player. As he starts the disc up, he marks on what a nice large screen she has. The DVD starts with her hold the camera at her face at arms length. “Ok,” she says, “this is for you John.” There was that nymphish smile again. She turns the camera around and begins to walk down the hall. She comes to the door right next her own. Slowly and quietly she picks the lock and opens the door.