. “No, no, no, no that’s not what I meant at all” Jax replied quickly. Cyndi just give him a look, still not understanding. Jax decided to just ...be plain. “What I meant was our relationship will be nothing more than purely sexual. We won’t go out on dates and stuff.” She didn’t necessarily like that much more, though having any kind of relationship with him was better than nothing ... plus he had fucked her like a god. Cyndi hid her mild disappointment very well and just nodded with fake. I had no lube, but my dick was mostly wet from the regular fucking we had been doing. I then sort of asked what to try it again? she started to give some excuses, And I started to hope she had shit when she used the bathroom earlier because I started to push the second the first word had come out of my mouth. By the time my head had breached her asshole she had finally said something to the effect of "Not really" It was to late. my shaft was half way in by the time she got it all out, and. I stand and walk over to the box that is up against my wall.I take out my Sybian riding machine. It weighs forty pounds and I carry it to my bed. I plug in the machine and take out the attachments. I’m going to ride with the medium sized dildo and I rub lubrication jelly over my pussy and the toy.I straddle the Sybian and guide the dildo into my cunt. Once comfortably inside, I turn on the machine. I start very slowly and just enjoy the thrusting motions. I turn the speed up and start to fuck. I wanted to call the police.Steps echoed closer to the room and the door creaked open. A man dressed in dark jeans and a black shirt stood in the doorway, slack jawed at the sight of me. I tried to yell, to tell him to leave, but the gag in my mouth muffled it into a panicked series of noises. He grinned as I tugged at my restraints, the ropes digging into my ankles and wrists.As he moved closer I closed my eyes hoping he'd leave. Maybe he'd just take the things on the end table and go. He.