AMY
Both of my wrists were held in handcuffs on the headboard of Pete's bed. My legs were tied with ropes and hung on the ceiling of his room, leaving my legs wide open to grant him easy access. I had followed him to his apartment without thinking twice about it. I had missed his great s*x, and the way he handles me.
Pete smiled as he was pleased with his handwork. He hasn't even done anything to me yet, and I'm already f*****g wet. I could feel my p***y pulsating, begging and longing for him. The worst part was I was held too tightly that I couldn't move, but only swayed my waist.
Pete slapped my cunt and I screamed in pleasure. My p***y was so wet you would think it was sprinkled with jelly.
"Say my name, Amy," he said, slapping my cunt again.
"Da... Daddy," I moaned.
He inserted h
