It must’ve been around 2 am when she finally came home. I woke with a jolt when I heard the familiar sound of her front door slamming shut. My arms shot up as I tried to stand, only to be pulled back toward the bed again. I had forgotten how I fell asleep. Four separate ropes were secured to the corners of our bed frame, each entrapping different limbs provided by me. The tv was still looping a playlist comprised of hardcore porn of Sierra’s choosing.
Hours before, the ever sadistic Sierra had decided I deserved to be teased relentlessly. Tying me up was a normal occurrence, sure, but she really outdid herself tonight. I walked into her apartment to find her sitting on the couch. She stood and walked to the door to greet me. Sierra walked halfway to me, then, before I could say anything, opened and dropped her robe. My jaw beat the robe to the floor. Sierra stood confidently in front of me, swaying back and forth in place to show her curves off to me. Her black lace bra was skin tight on her breasts, and she had black panties that hugged her hips to match. Sierra had such beautiful legs, and she could really show them off in her black thigh highs, and of course, she needed a garter belt to match those, too. She took my hand and led me to the bedroom.