Elsa
I pull my hands together and burry them between my thighs, pulling myself together into a ball, but he is to strong for me. He effortlessly straightens both my legs and pulls out my hands. He clasps my hands together and ties them with the belt. I try to kick him but he sits on my legs to keep me still. When he finishes making sure my hands are properly tied to his taste, he ties the belt onto the the bedframe at the headboard.
He then looks down at me with predatory eyes, an evil smirk smeared on his face.
That kinky bastard!
The greasy smirk on his face keeps widening, I can only wish I could throw a brick into his annoyingly white teeth. But I can't do anything the way I have been tied up. I try with all my might to lift my legs but he is so damn heavy, I am sure they will be numb when he gets off them.
