You were naive coming alone to collect the phone you’d seen for sale online. “If it sounds too good to be true, it probably is” you remember your mother telling you.

The second you cross the threshold and i shut the door behind you, you’ve no more say in what’s to come. I’m sure the reality of your situation became clear when i gripped your arms with my strong hands, turn you around and pin you against my hard body. “There’s no point in fighting me, it’s too late now” I whisper.

There’s no violence or aggression as i move you towards the bed, just an assertive dominance that leaves no room for misunderstanding. When you see the restraints already attached to the bed frame you begin to panic, heart racing, blood pounding in your ears, breath coming in ragged gasps as the powerlessness of your situation sets in.

I push you down onto the mattress, climbing on top of you and pinning your body as I grab one wrist and then the other, strapping them into the restraints. I ignore your panicked pleading as i strap down your ankles. Once secured, I unstrap one limb at a time to pull off your clothes, slowly and methodically working my way down. When i pull down your thong, leaving you completely naked and powerless, you’re under no illusions as to what I have planned for you next.

I step back and let my eyes roam over your body, breathing deeply. I reach out, stroking your breasts, gently playing with your nipples, smiling to myself in satisfaction as i feel them stiffen between my fingertips. I move to the bottom of the bed, sitting on the edge of the mattress between your restrained legs. I run my fingers up the inside of your thigh, revelling in the softness of your skin. Gently, i begin to explore the folds of your lips. I lean forward, you feel my warm breath on you before I press my mouth over your clit, gently sucking as I tease with my tongue. As much as your mind rebels against this unwanted attention, your body responds to the stimulation. My fingers slide inside you, making you gasp and involuntarily arch your back. You continue to beg me to stop, even as the pleasure grows. With slow inevitability your orgasm builds, the feeling of my mouth sucking on your clit as my tongue teases, my fingers stroking inside you. You try to twist away from me, but the restraints mean there is no escape from the shuddering climax that wracks your body, making you cry out in pleasure. I keep teasing, drawing out the orgasm as aftershocks run through you, legs trembling, back arching, breath coming in shuddering gasps.

I leave you briefly as you try to catch your breath, but before you’ve had time to fully recover I return with a vibrator. I turn it on, and press it against your clit as I slide my fingers back inside you. I quickly bring you to another orgasm, and another. I keep going, never leaving you time to fully recover before making you cum again.

It’s only when your entire body is shaking uncontrollably, your eyes unfocussed, words slurred from an overwhelming surfeit of pleasure that I stop and undo your restraints. I sit and watch as you curl into a ball, trembling and shivering, breathing ragged. Eventually you regain some control, and I make no move as you sit up on the bed and gather up your clothes. I watch as you hurriedly dress, again making no attempt to intervene as you move to the door on wobbly legs. With one final, panicked look over your shoulder you unlock the door and stagger out onto the street, confused and overwhelmed. It will take a long time to process, but there will always be a part of you that wants to go back and knock on my door again one day.

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Hi, thanks for reading. I’m in London next month for a week, staying in a 5* central hotel. I’d love to find a partner for the above scenario while I’m over. 6’2” tall, slim, well groomed. British but living overseas. Very much look forward to hearing from you ;)