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easier, easier on you, but I shake the brief thoughts and continue in my seduction of Michael, who is firmly attached to the chair.
    “Time to get these off I think.” I hook my gloved fingers into the top of his sweat pants and crouch down in front of him.  
    S till plagued in silence, Michael graciously lifts his rear off the chair. I simultaneously slide both his pants and underwear down his legs. It forces his erection to spring out and it’s now standing to solid attention in front of me. I’m glad he’s sitting because I can’t be too sure how much blood is left in his body. I discard his pants by throwing them somewhere in the corner of the room. I get up and lean over towards his mouth and brush his lips with mine briefly before I violently deliver my tongue into his mouth. I hear his hands strain against the cuffs as he attempts to stretch them up towards me. I rudely pull away after giving him a solid tongue-lashing. Grabbing the riding crop from my suspender belt, I crack it across his chest, causing him to jolt in his seat. Surprised from the sound of the crack, a light crimson blushes across his face. I turn on my heel and leave the room to go and get myself a glass of hot water from the kitchenette, and fill another glass with ice. Michael’s eyes grow wider in anticipation and he draws in a deep breath when I walk in, a glass in each hand.
    “I remember this.” He breathes.  
    I place both glasses on the desk beside us and turn back to Michael. I run my lips down the side of his neck, he leans his head to the side, allowing me full access to it. Trailing down I leave a light track of red lipstick marks down his torso and I slowly make my descent down to his solid erection.
    “Oh, please keep going.” He says.
    I see he’s finally got his voice back… not for long though, I snig ger to myself. Still squatting between his legs, I gaze up at him. I grab his erect penis with my gloved left hand, while my other circles around his nipple, “ Ah…  ” Exhales out of his mouth between breaths. 
    K nowing the extraordinary sensation of the satin glove against his sensitive skin, I run my other hand down and gently cup his tight balls. I slowly tug at his firm sack. He lifts his rear off the chair, trying to push himself into me as I slowly kiss around the top of his pubic hair. Reaching up at the glass of hot water, I briefly take my eyes off Michael and quaff a mouthful of the hot water and hold it in my mouth. Leaning back down between him once again, with the hot water waiting inside my mouth, I plunge my lips over the top of his erection. I drive down his full length, managing to hold the hot water within the confines of my mouth. This allows him to feel the heat of the liquid.
    “ Oh my fucking god… ” he spits out.
    His wrists pull and strain against the secured cuffs.  I slowly swallow the water down as I continue to slide my mouth up and down his firmness, until it’s all completely consumed. I hear his breathing has quickened. Oh no you don’t... not yet . I sense him building up, so I place a couple of shards of ice in my mouth and repeat the process, this time rolling the ice around my tongue as I enter him in and out of my mouth. This gives him a completely different sensation from the last. “ Shiiiit! ” he manages to get out in a slow breath.
    I can feel him build up again. I slowly pull my mouth up his erection and roll my tongue around the end of his length.
    “I want you so bad Miranda! Please!” he begs. 
    I send my kisses back up his body. I stand and turn around so that I’m just in front of him again. Bending over, I slide my underwear off. I leave my suspenders still on, giving him a full view of what he’s about to sink into.
    “Holy shit you have no idea what you do to me.” He sucks on his lips, pulling on the handcuffs once more.
    “I think I have an idea Michael.” I reply, eyeing off his massive erection.
    I reach for the condom, conveniently placed on