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When I got to Brad's place to study, something told me we wouldn't be getting much done. He seemed anxious, almost nervous and said that he just didn't feel like hitting the books. That was okay with me, I was a little tired to begin with and a quiet night sounded good. So when he suggested that we just get comfortable and watch some TV I agreed quickly. We'd been friends for a long time and often spent evenings together like this. And I felt secure enough in our relationship to really get comfortable around him. So, I took my dress off. ..
Well, that was a little too comfortable. When my back was turned he grabbed me, carried me kicking and fighting to his bedroom and promptly tied me up on the bed. "Okay, Brad, cute joke," I said, but when he made no move to untie me I got worried. when I protested he gagged me and stood back watching as I struggled to free myself.
He'd tied the ropes far too tight for me to get lose, and the more I struggled the more my slip bunched and gathered until it was scrunched around my waist. He merely cut it away leaving me naked save for the ropes. I tried to pull free once more, but the ropes around my wrists and ankles only tightened further. It didn't matter how much how I moaned and pleaded with him from behind the gag, he wasn't going to let me out of it.
And when he came at me with that vibrator I knew I must have blushed ten shades of red. He smiled his most sexy smile and turned ti on in his hands. He held it to his lips for a moment, then slowly, gently slid it under the rope that he wound round my waist and along my pussy.
I was shocked that it was happening, that my firend, who I thought I had known so well, had obviously plotted and planned without me suspecting a thing! But my shock lasted only a few moments. He'd placed that vibrator in just the right spots.
I stopped fighting, it seemed pointless. No matter how I moved I could not dislodge the torturous instrument. Indeed, the more I moved the better it felt! And how he was looking at me felt good too. . .
Soon I found that all I wanted was that rock hard dick of his, between my legs, shuddering and shooting off inside me. . .
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