KATLYN
“So ready.” Zurich pumped his thick fingers through my tight pûssy, stretching my already tender walls and a twinge of discomfort mingled with the pleasure he was sparking to life inside me.
Just as I started to get used to the stretch of his fingers, he took his hands away and I watched as he wiped those wet fingers on my arsecheeks and then straightened. He shrugged off his jacket, his movements rough and jerky, and then undid his black tie. I watched with brows furrowed as he grabbed my hands and pulled my arms behind my back, I shook my head and mumbled into the fabric stuffed in my mouth to stop him but he didn’t pay me any attention as he used the tie to bound my wrists at the small of my back, leaving me totally defenseless for whatever punishment he had planned for me.
