The Ultimate Steph Week End of Pleasure Torture.
Here it is, the ultimate tease steph post...
You come to my hotel room after work. You were suprised, but pleased, to learn that I was in California and staying in a hotel near you place of emplyments. When you arive you smell all your favorit sents in the air, and can see the warm glow of candles in the dimly lit room. The aromas fill you with joy, and extasy as you slowly unbutton your blouse and let it fall from your shoulders to the floor, soon you skirt joins it there, all the time I watch you from a chair in the center of the room.
Once you are down to you braw and panties, with matching silk stockings, I come too you and hand you a glass of wine. As you sip from it I run my nose along your neck an shoulder, taking in your intoxicating sent. You coo sorftly and bring your hand back, running your finger through my hair. You put your glass down, and I spin your around and bring my lips with in a hair of touching your's. Suddenly I spin you around and tie your hands behind your back, you stuggle, and not playfuly, angry at being denied the kiss, almost insulted by my restraint. I take you to the floor, slipping off your 8 intch heels and binding your ankles. Then you are mine, and I intend to enjoy this entire week end at your expence.
From that Friday's evening untill midnight Sunday you are my prisoner. Half willing and half not. The willing part is the part you keep tucked deep inside, afraid to raveal to anyone, afraid that it will make you seem weak to those around you, the unwilling part is the shell, the fassad you put up at social gatherings or to subordanents at work. It isn't ice cold, but it keeps just enough distance so they know who is the boss. Well you are not the boss, not for the next 34 hours or so anyways.
During your time under my controle I'll bind you in many position. Hog tied, Spread-Eagle, and even manage some suspention. You are utterly helpless, and constantly kept on the verge of climax. Of course this brings about repeated demands or release to which I respond with 5 minuets of none stop tickle torture, adding 5 minuets everytime you bitch about being teased. I use feathers, vibratores, my fingers and tongue on every eroginous area of your body. I bring you to the verg on an almost hourly bases, soon you are a pleading sweaty heap of lustfull flesh, pleasig for final release that will only come in the final minuets before the clock strikes midnight on Sunday. Then you will thanks me for tormenting you in such a delightful manner, and when you leave, that is when you and I embrace and out lips finally meet.
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Does that sound about right Steph?