I'm surprised that she is not worried that Henry might hear us. I'm surprised, but I'm also pleased by her abandoned inhibitions. I'm not worried in the slightest if Henry hears us. He's been an employee for a while, and I trust him completely.
"Please Landon," she cries out.
I flip her around. I've waited long enough. She's now facing the headrest with her knees on the chair, and I'm pushing myself into her with abandonment. I feel her moving with me. It's not a lot as she can barely move, being tied to the chair but it's enough to encourage me on.
This is different from my previous s****l encounters. It's more passionate. Perhaps, she was right when she said it was intense. I almost laugh at the thought.
She's moaning and writhing; losing her last grasp of control.
***
I untie her
