An Awakening_(1)

She came to still groggy and confused. She looked around her, where was she? She tried to move but found her arms and legs had been tied down to the vast four poster bed she lay in. A red silk sash strapped her tightly to each corner. She was spread eagled on the bed, and covered only in her bra and panties, helpless.

As she struggled against her bonds, he entered the room. She froze in fear as he moved over to her. Who was he, her captor? He was stripped to the waist and wore a pair of loose fitting linen trousers although they did nothing to conceal his growing erection. His sculpted ebony torso glistened in the pale candlelight that flickered around the room. She eyed his biceps and knew that she would never be able to struggle against him.

He climbed onto the bed, eyeing her bulging 34 DD chest. He straddled her waist and took out a knife from a pouch on his trousers. She went rigid with fear, but instead of cutting her he simply sliced through the thin material of her bra, exposing her breasts. Her nipples stiffened in the cool air and the darkness of her areolas contrasted brilliantly with her pale milky skin.

His dick now sprang to its full length and he quickly removed his trousers. She gasped at what stood out before him. He must have been a full 12 inches long and easily 4 thick.