John set his beer and the cup of ice on the dresser by the door. He walked over to the bed to admire his view from up close. Anne also laid out all of her toys on the bed next to him. She had positioned them on the side of the bed she was facing away from. John let out a slight chuckle. Boy was Anne revved up tonight. He wondered what put her in this mood. He shook his head realizing who cares, he was in for some fun. He went back over to his beer and downed half of it. Seeing all the toys, John knew he would need a couple more beers to win this. John moved back to the bed. He picked up the arm and leg restraints, a little surprised Anne left these out. Usually it was him tied up. Never before had she allowed herself to be tied up. He knew he better get her tied up before she changed her mind. He could not let this opportunity go to waste. John grabbed Anne's wrist and placed the velcro strap around her. He pulled slightly against it to make sure it was nice and tight. He wanted to make sure she had no chance of breaking away from it. Once her wrist was secure, John stretched the other end and strapped it to the headboard. He pulled it so her arm was stretched tight but not pulling too much. John went around the bed and did the same to her other wrist. Once he felt both of Anne's arms were secure, John grabbed the ankle restraints. John secured her ankle then attached the other end under the end of the bed to the foot of the frame. He pulled tight on the strap, causing Anne's legs to spread slightly more. She was wide open for him. He could see how wet she was. Her pussy was glistening in the dim light coming in from the window. John moved around, secured Anne's last remaining free limb and secured it to the foot of the bed. he pulled nice and tight, making sure her legs were spread evenly. She was totally his. there was no way Anne was getting out of this position if he did not want her too. John moved back to his beer, looking back at Anne as he took a big gulp. John backed out of the bedroom and headed back to the kitchen. He wanted to make Anne wait even longer. He grabbed a couple handfuls of pretzels and finished his beer. Grabbing another beer out of the fridge, John headed back to the bedroom, excited to start the fun. Setting his beer down, he picked up the glass of ice and grabbed a cube. John slowly walked over to Anne. He leaned over behind her, never touching her, his mouth just an inch from her ear. "Looks like someone is all tied up and helpless against my actions, someone looks like a real wanton slut right now" Anne could feel John's body close to her. She wanted to feel his touch. She could feel his breath on her ear and neck. This sent a shiver down her spine. His words immediately sent a chill through her body directly to her pussy. His words made even more juice flood out of her and down her thighs. She needed his touch and needed it now. She could feel the bedspread beneath her knees start to get wet. She moans as his words took effect on her. That was the only answer she could give him.