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As soon as she walked into the room, she could feel the tension thickening in the air. She knew what was gonna happen tonight and she was more than ready for it. Her boyfriend had been planning this night for weeks and she had been eagerly anticipating it.

He had set up a special room with ropes and restraints, and had even bought a new set of handcuffs. She felt a shiver run down her spine as her boyfriend approached her with a devious grin on his face. He gently took her by the arm and led her over to the bed, motioning for her to lay down.

As she did, he began to wrap the ropes around her wrists, binding her hands tightly. She closed her eyes and breathed in deeply, feeling the rush of excitement coursing through her body. Soon her boyfriend had secured her ankles as well and she was completely at his mercy.

For a moment, he simply stood there, admiring her bound form. Her naked body was stretched out before him, vulnerable and ready for his touch. He reached down and ran his fingers over her bare skin, causing her to gasp with pleasure.

He smiled, knowing that she was ready for much more than that. He leaned down and kissed her deeply, his hands roaming over her body. He whispered in her ear, telling her that he was gonna make her scream with pleasure.

And he did. Over and over again. He teased her with his lips and tongue, running his hands over every inch of her body. He used the ropes and restraints to hold her in place, to keep her from writhing away from him. He pushed her to the brink of ecstasy and pulled her back, over and over again.

Finally, when she could take it no more, he released her from her bonds and let her collapse onto the bed. She lay there, panting and gasping for breath, her body covered in sweat. Her boyfriend smiled down at her, admiring his handiwork.

He leaned down and murmured in her ear, “I love you. You are mine. And I will always tie you up and make you mine.”
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