with a puzzled look I asked her whats wrong. Content she said that she was done teasing me.Of course me with sex on my mind figured more "fun" was to come. But instead she just sat there and told me to escape first. so me the gentleman try to be smooth about it, but eventually come to realize that she had put more stronger handcuffs on me, ones that were pretty solid and not to mention that they restricted my movement alot, oh and did i mention that she had securied the handcuffs to the leg of the couch, one of those ones that are quite sturdy too. when she did that I will never know.
Once I did manage to get out, well she let me out she just sat back down; trying to hide something like something that she was feeling. So real romantically (quite a change for the both of us) i asked her what was wrong, and to my dismayall she said that her stomach was feeling bad. So the gentleman that I was pulled her close and just cuddled with her. We both kinda just fell asleep there, neither of us had more than out underwear on, but it was nice i thought.
I know that this isnt exactly an elaborate story, or anything that took long, (im writing this in my own home, and about to fall asleep too) but I think that I will rewrite this true story and repost later on if all of you would like me too.
