There's nothing better than coming home to an empty house. I like to take care of myself of days like this. A nice warm soak in the bathtub - some bath salts - a slow tease of my clit. There's nothing better. My boyfriend Tim shouldn't be home till later. "You're not Tim!!" I'm pulled out of my warm bath. He sets the table. An obscene centerpiece - my lithe body. He makes a meal of it. He chews and swallows loudly at some leftovers. My traitorous cunt drips thickly. He torments my body, but my mind is his real playground. With each predicament he makes me forget Tim. My body betrays me. The transport is less than ideal. Chained in the back of an ancient van - time loses meaning - pain and pleasure are the same. I'm his. Lexi arrives home. She prepares food in the kitchen. She goes to the bathroom, she takes a bath. She is chained to a round table, her tormentor rubs her body, fondles her. He uses an electrical toy on her. Next, she finds her wrists cuffed to the stairs downwards, and her ankles are cuffed at the edge of the stairs. He fingers her ass, he sticks her dildo in her ass. Then he has her chained to block of concretes outside, he flogs her. Then she is in dark, her limbs are chained, her tormentor uses a vibrator on her.
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