Part 1/2 . I looked up at you with pleading eyes as you knelt up on the bed and advanced towards me.
Your hands - the same hands that had so expertly bound my forearms earlier in the night - steadily worked at unfastening your belt, discarding it on the sheets next to the ball gag youβd recently pried from my mouth.
βThereβs just one more thing I want from you babyβ, you said, dark eyes searing into me.
βOpen that pretty mouth nice and wideβ