It’s been a month since we started our freeuse agreement in our apartment together. You have gotten used to me pulling you this way or that to use your body for my pleasure. We even have a constant “collard” rule for when you’re up for it.
You don’t know what gave me away this time, as we walk by each other in the hallway. Maybe a smile I didn’t have fully hidden. Maybe my cock was showing through my gym shorts Maybe the fact I was pointedly not looking at you. Doesn’t matter, as you weren’t fully caught by surprise as I shove you to the wall and place my hand around your neck. You ball your hands to fists and swing at me, but we both know it does no good. The fight you put up is a facade anyway, we both just enjoy the struggle. I just laugh as I shove your shorts down but let you keep your panties. Taking your shirt off was a harder task, but as I shove you to the floor, you start to give up the fight and accept your fate. It’s what you wanted anyway. You even let out a little squeal as I close the cuffs around your wrists that bind them behind your back.