“Are you ready to celebrate our success?” she asked.
“Our success? Anyway, after last night, I’m not in the mood for any more stimulation.”
Vanessa took a pair of handcuffs from her desk and told Tom to put his hands behind his back.
“It’s your turn to be restrained,” Tom protested.
“We took turns as equals. Now, I’ll determine who’ll be restrained, so turn around.” She handed him the handcuffs and had him cuff himself. Vanessa turned him facing her desk, saying, “You won’t have to get excited or perform.” She bent him from the waist, face down on her desk, feet on the floor, hands cuffed behind him, and pulled down his jeans. She took a large dildo from her desk and strapped it on over her suit pants.
“Do you think you got f****d over today, Tommy Boy?”
“Of course I do.”
“Well, I’m
