Last week, I was invited to a private after party of a very well known music producer, while in L.A. Young, and way attractive, I of course, said yes, fully expecting some majorly wild sex! The man, lasted no more than 5 minutes in missionary position. Extremely disappointed, and ready to leave, I watched music man roll over on his side, ready for a nap. Oh no, I thought to myself. HE is not getting off that easy. I scratched my nails as a warning down his neck, and he rolled back over “What the hell!?” … Umm.. Very irritated, he had no idea what he was about to experience. I had brought a little bag of tricks with me!
I climbed on top of him, and his facial expressions turned from pissed, to pleased. “Not ready to go to bed, huh?” He quipped.
Not fucking yet, I thought to myself. Not saying a word out loud, I kissed Music man nice and hard on the lips, working my way down on his stomach. And without warning, music man flipped me over on my hands and knees, ready to shove his hard cock inside of me.
“No” I whispered, flipping him back over. “Not so fast”. I reached into my little bag, pulled out some leather straps, and tightly tied his hands back to the bed post. Leaving him smiling, helpless, and wondering what I was about to do. “I’m going to rape you” I told him, giggling,
“No need for that” He stated.
“When I’m done torturing you, it WILL be rape.” I proceeded to reach into my little bag again, and pulled out a large dildo. Glass, pink, and my favorite.
“Ever had it up YOUR ass?” I asked, feeling my anger come out. 5 minutes? What kind of a pathetic wimp of a man lasts 5 minutes?
His eyes grew large….
To be continued…
