you can't let her go

What she said make you stop and think for a second, you could actually let her go and that would be the end of this. You have gone to far to let her go now, if she does say something its all over.
You look down at her while her legs are still swing wildly behind you.

You: how much was this dress.

This question shocks her and she stops moving

Tiffany: What?

You: Don't make me repeat my self how much was this dress.

Tiffany: Only ten dollars. Why does it matter to a pig like you.

Your hands grab the neckline of the dress a tear it down to her niddle

You: There ten dollar towards paying me back.

Your legs are on top on her legs just above her elbow allowing her to grap the two rip peaces of fabric and pull them back together.

You: now I cant have your hands getting in the way.
So you grab the Ethernet cable form you laptop and a phone line cable form your old style phone and use them to tie her wrest up to each bed post. Meanwhile she is still begging you to let her go. you slide down her body until your sitting on her legs just below her dress line. You grab the edge of her dress and pull it up to where you ripped it before. Her face gets red as you examine her panties. She in wearing expensive black silky panties matching bra.

You: why would you wear these underneath that cheap dress.

She refuses to answer so you push your finger against against the panties.

Tiffany: OK OK Im an ex model. I held on to a few expensive panties and bra when we sold everything so that when I have to where cheap stuff I can still feel sexy.

You drag your finger against the panties to where her pussy should be and the panties are wet from the moisture of desire from her pussy.

You: well from the feel of this your getting turned on

she **** her legs closed tight.

You: that is not going to stopping me.

You grab her ankles **** them apart and allow your head to follow her long legs up to her panties. Your one head keeps the legs apart why the other move the fabric of the panties to the side allowing your tong to come into contact with her warm moist pussy. She lets out a gust of air and her body begin to lick up her pick pussy collecting the moisture on your tong. When you reach her cliturus she can't help but to let out a moun that was cut short by her beating her lip.

You: just because Im forcing you to do this does not mean you can't enjoy it.
you slowly move your tong around her wet lips and her hips fallows your tong on instant. She can't help it now it feels good. You slowly move your tong back onto her pussy lips. This time she lets out a loader and longer muon. Both your hand reach up and pull her bra off her boobs relieving hard nibbles which your finger firmly grasp. Her pleads for you have stop and have been replaced by mouns slipping out of her beaten close lips.You move your tong up and down She cant beat down on her lips hard enough and she lets out on load and long noun as her body sake in she in pleasure. She is ready to be fuck by you.