SATURDAY MORNING
I did not sleep well that night. I wasn’t sure if it was the fact that I was slightly terrified I was going to inspire a Criminal Minds episode, that those pictures of me tied up and covered in cum were going to be immortalized in an evidence file folder after my parents identified me, or that I had ligatures on my wrists from the cuffs cutting causing me pain and awkward explanations later. I decided it was mostly because I was pretty sure I was going to urinate myself if I fell asleep at this point. I try to roll over onto my side to get comfortable. My pussy is still dripping wet and I feel like a good gust of wind could launch me into a mind blowing orgasm.
Around 7 AM the door creaks opens and I pretend to be asleep. The room is lighter now, with the daylight streaming in the egress window. I feel a large body spoon me and hands begin to explore my tits, playing with them and rubbing the nipples. Pinching them roughly. Feeling the warmth of his body and his springing erection, I know he is naked, and I love how his body engulfs mine as he rolls me over into the bed. He loves to touch my soft body. I don’t feel quite as afraid anymore. I open my eyes and turn to face him.