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I stay with you tonight?”
    Eleanor laughed, low and deep and ground her hip into his groin.
    “You don’t have a choice. I want you in my bed all evening.”
    Gareth laughed and kissed her up turned lips. “I thought you weren’t well.”
    Mistress smiled and bit his bottom lip.
    “I needed an excuse to leave early. I have wanted to fuck you from the moment I saw you, and that feeling has only become stronger with time.”
    Gareth’s cock stood to attention at her words – her eager slave. “Fuck me now, then.”
    “Tsk, tsk.” Eleanor shook her finger back and forth at him as though he were an errant child. “I’m the one in control here, and you will wait.”
    Gareth pouted, which made his Mistress laugh.
    The ride home was filled with kisses and hot words, and by the time they pulled up in front of her town house, Gareth was ready to burst.
    But he knew that the fun was only beginning.
    Laughing like school children, they ran up the stairs and into Eleanor’s home.
    “Get me up these stairs as fast as possible,” Mistress demanded.
    Gareth laughed – easily done. He swung her petite frame up into his arms and ran up the stairs, two at a time.
    He was breathing fast by the time they reached the landing but it was worth it to see the look of pure happiness on her face.
    “The second door on the left, my pet.”
    Gareth strode forward, enjoying the feel of her in his arms. He could easily get used to carrying her around.
    He pushed open the door to a beautiful bedroom and shut the door behind him.
    “Put me down here.”
    Gareth did as ordered and took stock of the room. It was beautiful, extravagant and warm. The fire had been burning for some time.
    “Take off all your clothes and lay on the bed for me. On your back.”
    Gareth grinned. He was more than happy to obey this command.
    He pulled off his evening clothes in a hurry, his erection making him take care when removing his trousers. When the last items were removed, he pulled back the blankets, jumped onto the bed and twisted over onto his back. He lay in the center with his arms crossed behind his head. Life could not get any better.
    Mistress stood at the end of the bed fully clothed still, watching him.
    “Don’t move,” she decreed.
    With aching slowness she removed her dress, petticoats, stays, and chemise, her body being revealed piece by piece. Soon she was left in only her garter belt and stockings.
    He took a moment to really look at the amazing woman in front of him. She had large, soft breasts with dark pink nipples. Nipples that were long and pointed, ready for his lips. Her waist indented perfectly before swelling to lush hips and thighs. Always partial to a fuller figure, his heart rate increased from the titillating show she was providing The garter belt remained, but she unclipped the stockings one by one as she lifted her foot onto the bed and slowly rolled the stocking down.
    Gareth tilted his head so he saw the best view of her wet, little cunny.
    He smacked his lips together, as he could smell her arousal from where he lay.
    Eleanor moved around to the top of the bed.
    Gareth smiled at her but didn’t reach for her. He had learnt not to anticipate her movements because he would be punished.
    “Hands together in front of you.”
    Gareth’s smile fell but he held both hands out in front of him. He still struggled with not being able to touch her. He knew the rules and his body was ultimately turned on by everything she did, but his brain still struggled with processing it all.
    Eleanor tied his hands together with one of her silk stockings.
    “Arms above your head.”
    Her voice had changed again – his Mistress was back.
    Above his head, his fingers touched the metal bedhead. Eleanor leant over him, dangling her full breasts in his face and tying his bound hands to the wrought-iron rails.
    Gareth didn’t even try to test his bonds, because he knew they would be tight. And though he wanted desperately to suck her nipples