I meet you in the locker room upstairs.
I push you against the lockers and attack your neck with my mouth.
Your hands grab at my sides as I bite up your skin along your collarbone.
I attach my mouth to yours and grab at your wrists.
I put zip ties around the right and you whimper and pull away.
I drop your hands and grab your bun, twisting and forcing you to turn and push your chest into the lockers.
I hungrily put my mouth back on your exposed skin as my hands meet at your waist and begin to pull your shirt up.
My left hand slides up and squeezes the ample flesh of your perfect tits and a few growls escape your throat.
My right hand slides below your waist band only slightly to tease your curls and I switch to the other side of your chest.
When I suddenly withdraw both my hands you whimper and turn to me and I grab your wrists again, securing your left and locking both hands in front of you.
Lifting your hands abound your head I step back to admire the look of you pinned.
I run my free hand across your neck and down your chest, stopping to squeeze your nipples and unbutton a few damn buttons.
Down across your belly button and my hand lingers to play with the ring there for just a second before moving down to the button on your very well fitting pants.
The button opens and the zipper slides down and another gasp as my hand grabs at your warm fuzzy pussy.
My fingers can feel the heat and wetness.
I pull you backwards into the small bathroom, locking the door behind us.
Barely 10 minutes left on this break
I push you back against the door and attach our lips again, pinning your arms above your head.
We fight for dominance for a minute, our tongues and teeth clashing for the top spot.
My hand freely roams the front of your chest and gropes your beautiful round ass.
Finally I pull away and move my hands to the task of removing your tight pants.
I crouch down and kiss your stomach as I shimmy them over those full hips and thighs and down past your knees to sit on top of your work boots
I make sure to stroke your legs as I go back up, those muscles flexing under my fingertips.
I rise up and help you settle on the counter, it’s time to get to the point.
I spread your knees apart and you put your cuffed hands around the back of my neck and pull me into your wet core.
I dive in fully, sucking on your swollen clit before dragging my tongue to your entrance and trying to suck up as much of your delicious juices as possible.
My tongue darts in and out a few times, dragging the stud in my tongue up and down your slit.
Running your fingers through my hair you moan as quietly as you know how, intermingled with a few gasps, sighs and my name in drawn out groans.
I furiously attack your clit with my tongue and lips hoping to bring you to quick orgasm.
It’s not long before I feel a flood of juices on my chin and your nails in my scalp as you bite your lip and make a low squealing noise.
I stand and pull you up by the wrists, spin you around and push your top half down across the sink.
Grabbing your hair in my left fist I pull your face up to watch in the mirror as I slap your ass with my right and plunge two fingers deep in to your dripping cunt.
A loud Yelp escapes before you can quiet it but I don’t care and continue plunging my fingers in an out of your tight hole.
Less than 5 minutes now
I let go of your hair and put my hand around your neck, pulling you back up against the front of me.
Your legs are shaking as I bring my hand down to tweak at your nipples through your shirt and whisper in your ear to touch yourself.
You groan loudly again and use your cuffed hands to rub furiously on your clit while I insert a third finger and continue to fuck you.
Your breathing quickens and I reluctantly release your tits and put my hand over your mouth.
I go back to 2 fingers and pick up the pace, driving you hard over the edge.
You scream into my hand and convulse against me.
I remove both my hands from your body and steady you against the counter before reaching into my back pocket for the tie cutters.
I release your bonds and kiss you.
But breaks over.
Better wash our hands and get back at it.
I’ll keep the mess on my face.
You’ll pay me back at lunch
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nj1edx/zip_ties_ff