This story makes better sense if you read part 1 first. Previous consent was given to all activities described in this post.
Samantha laid on the bed, arms tied above her head and ankles tied apart, wondering what will happen to her next. Cesar was a man of few words, she knew, and asking him questions while he’s concentrating on bondage was futile. It would only frustrate him.
All her fidgeting earlier must have interrupted his rest, she realized. When he had left the room she thought he went to sleep someplace else, given how active her movements were, but she was wrong. He came back with rope, and tied her up just as she was drifting off to sleep.Continue reading “Sleepless (part 2)”