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Starring: AJ Marion & Ben

A gal needs a break every now and then, and I’ve scheduled some time with an expert at helping me relax. I phone my assistant to send my 5 o’clock appointment into my office and take the rest of the night off. I pick up a bundle of rope from the desk and fondle it while I wait. I look up and smile as Ben enters the room and shuts the door.

He comes around the desk, running his hands over my body, caressing my nylon encased legs. He begins unbuttoning my blouse, then lifts me off the desk, placing me delicately on the carpet in my 6 inch stiletto sandals. He maneuvers me around, pulling my arms behind me, and slides my top completely off. I reach back as he steps into me while selecting a piece of rope. Ben lifts my arms up behind me and binds my wrists. I coo very quietly as the rope is applied. Quickly flipped around and inspected, my belt is removed, and I’m pushed down towards the desk. Bent over, my torso flat on the desk’s surface, Ben nudges his boot between my feet, indicating his desire for me to spread my legs. I comply as best I can in the tall heels. He reaches up to my waist and pulls my skirt down just below my butt, the shine lines of the Cecilia de Rafael pantyhose gleaming off my cheeks.

My arms are raised up and out of the way. Ben rubs his hand over my ass, grabbing handfuls of flesh, then delivers the first resounding thwack! A slight pause. Then another smack! Two more firm swats ring across my rear end. I vocalize with each impact. Ben pulls me up to standing, petting my posterior, and I lean into him. The next piece of rope is hooked around my shoulders and cinched above my elbows. I idly run my fingers over the slick pantyhose as the rope is secured. Thwack!

I stand, and Ben slides my skirt down my legs, helping me lift my heel-clad feet out. He has me kneel down before him, and I gaze up at him as I bend down. He grasps my elbow rope firmly and controls my torso as I lower my face to the floor. My posterior presented and on display, Ben pushes my knees apart, spreading me wide. He bends down next to me, clutches a handful of my hair, and administers more cracks across my ass, pausing briefly between blows to watch and listen to the reactions he is eliciting from me. Next, I am pulled up to standing by my hair, bent over the desk, and spanked once again. My body bucks and quivers.

I am lifted to standing and lean back heavily against Ben as his hands grope my breasts and wander my body. I close my eyes and coo contentedly. A chest harness is added, and the compression of my figure increases. I focus on my breathing, grimacing occasionally as I persist in my predicament. Ben toys with me as he pleases.

Once more, I am stood up, and Ben nudges my feet apart, the widest they’ve been yet. Standing with my legs spread so far is quite a challenge which is only made harder as I am tilted forward. Smack! Another onslaught of spankings commence. I grunt and groan as the bondage takes is toll. My ass is lashed with a bundle of rope. A length of rope is tied just below my knees. Ben grabs the knee rope and back of the chest harness, lifts me off my feet, and carries me over to the desk, placing me on top of it.

I writhe around on the desk, arching my back and raising my rear. An opportunity which Ben takes full advantage of, raining down blows one after another, evoking near constant vocalizations from me. A final ankle and hogtie rope is added. A knotted scarf is cleaved between my lips, muffling my moaning.

I look up and find Ben taking photos of me tied up in my lingerie on the desk! This isn’t part of our arrangement! I protest through my gag. Ben merely smiles at me, takes my laptop from the desk, and leaves me to struggle.

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