I came to him, and he placed my cock between his peaking pecs. He told me to fuck his pecs. I listened. He flexed his pecs as I was fucking them. He f...lexed his biceps and I placed my hands on them, feeling their power. They were hard as steel. I was about to cum."I'm about to cum," I said. "Don't these juicy pecs and biceps make you want to cum?" he seductively said.He intensely flexed and screamed, "ARRRRRRRRRR." His veins were popping; his muscles felt like steel; my cock was ready to. 'He pushed hard, it was unlubed and slow. His head was only just in and he pulls out. 'Later,' he said. He got up and left. I drifted off in the warm spot where he had been sleeping. My nipples were without tape for the first time since I had them pierced. The ecstasy of it all put me out. I woke, his lips touching mine. He was kissing me lightly to wake me. His clean, sweet smell was sexy, the minty taste on my tongue was pleasant. He picked up my head, I felt the leather, I heard the buckle.. “Kasey and I are working on something entirely different and we may need someone like you with us, would you be willing to at least listen to an offer ... that is if we can put this together?”“Yes Sir, I appreciate you wanting to help and I think you already know I need anything I can get, but I wouldn’t want your other handy-men to be mad at me,” I told him.“What I mentioned just now isn’t a job offer – it’s a career move but that will only happen if we can pull this off.“About your handy-man. I need a lover, not just a heartless master. So get this damn collar off me, and these cuffs, and I'll just go."She would have simply walked out while he was at work, never to return, but she couldn't leave in her current condition. For a start, he always locked his front door, and it needed a key to be opened even from the inside. Then there was her lack of any real clothes. It had been months since she'd last worn something she could be seen wearing in public.Most importantly, there were her.