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He plants a hand on the mattress and eases me down, keeping his c**k in my mouth and a hand under my neck, until finally I’m flat on my back and he’s balanced over me, stroking my throat and softly groaning as I continue to suck and swallow everything he’s giving me. I’m bound, helpless, completely at his mercy, yet, because of what I see in his eyes, I’ve never felt more powerful in my life. When his body is no longer racked with tremors and his breathing has slowed, he carefully pulls out of my mouth. He releases the knot on my stomach, unwinds the rope from around my body, rolls me to my side so he can untie the knot at my wrists, and then tosses the rope to the floor. “Come here, baby.” He gathers me in his arms. He rolls us around so I’m on top of him, my head resting on his chest,
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