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Feeling the metal cuffs on my wrists, clinking with the metal of the drawer handles on either side of the desk was making me more focused on what was going on around me, even as my clit still pulsed and my breath still came in rasps.� I was slowly returning to normal but now that I knew my arms were tied on either side of me was a sobering thought. I wondered what Mr Manning had planned for me now, I was still afraid but far more aroused and intrigued than before. Slowly he began stroking his cock right next to my head, he told me to shuffle up the desk a bit more, I did so without hesitation, I kept going as he instructed me to til my head was hanging off the desk backwards. He kept stroking his cock but he pressed the tip against my lips and made it go from side to side along my lips, he told me to open my mouth a little, I did loosen my lips and he slipped his cockhead passed them very slowly, I felt his silky smooth skin against my tongue and the slight taste of salt with it. I tried to relax but it was hard, I was so exposed, tied up and being punished as Mr Manning called it, punished for things I didn't do. He sank himself a little further into my mouth with each gentle thrust til I could feel it almost touch the back of my throat. I was panicking now that I would not be able to breath, i think he could tell that I was afraid because he started pinching both of my nipples gently making me feel something else other than panic. He slid in and out of my mouth a few more times before he pulled out completely leaving me to normalise doctor my breathing. He kneeled down to my level, kissing my forehead he said that I was being very co-operative in this arrangement and that I would be rewarded for taking this discipline so well for the very first time. I petite was afraid when he said first time, how many more times would he expect to do this to me I wondered. He got back onto his feet and walked away from me, he went round the desk, I thought he was going to play with me some more, I was trembling and I could feel I was very very wet, I was embarrassed to even think about how aroused I had become under this assault on my body. I nodded. But no, says my inner logic, anal taking over. Back home Jon asked me how I had got on and I told him that I had enjoyed it and that I wanted to go again the next week. We stayed in our position for a good 2 to 3 minutes, before my hand made way to her ass. Yeah, petite the kiss. Carson blew a raspberry. He also knew that this was just the start and if he played doctor his cards correct he could reach new goals. She looked like she was about to vomit but holds back. Suddenly afraid, an emotion he hadn't experienced in a very long time the Doctor pushed back. I had a key to Jim’s and we went right inside. Nearly tripping over a coil of rope. 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