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And as he kissed her, he would work her nightie upward, running his hand over her body firmly, until he reached her breast. Once there he would squeeze it, kneading it against his palm. He would continue to kiss her, forcefully now, and she would respond with fevered moans and arch her back against his strong hand. She would wrap her arms around his neck, holding him close against her, until he wrapped his hand tight around her wrist and pinned it to the mattress beneath them. Here she would moan loudly, feeling a sudden rush of dampness between her legs. Inside her own head, she could hear herself begging for more, pleading... needy. But she would say nothing. The only sounds to escape her throat would be the whimpers and moans she could not hold in. She prayed he would know.

Then, he would move away from her, and she would hear him reaching in the darkness, wondering what he might be doing, wishing he was still on top of her now, her legs trembling with excitement. And then, all at once he returned. She couldn't see much, but felt him wrapping a rubbery strap around her wrist. For a moment, she thought of fighting him, just to make things interesting. But then, realizing that she wanted this far too much to fight, she forced her body to relax. He took her other hand and strapped it snugly to the first, and as he began to tie them both to the headboard, she opened her mouth. She might have been about to protest, not even knowing what to say, but he cut her short with a very soothing "shhh" in the darkness. "Be a good girl" he gently whispered to her, and her knees went weak...