"You are ripe. You're ready, Brianna. You're mine."His chest pressed her knees down toward her breasts, letting him in deeper. She could feel him, fee...l every ridge and vein of his erection as it slid inside her creamy folds. The same tension that had burst earlier began to coil deep within her as he moved over her. Hard, almost punishing thrusts slammed against her, harsh friction drew her deeper into the trailing web of desire that he wrapped brutally around her.Brianna grabbed the restraints. She watched his face carefully as he thought about it and she knew she didn’t have to answer. After a few moments, she asked, ‘what are you doing tonight? We have a lot to catch up on.’ He mulled it over for a few moments and decided he didn’t have anything that couldn’t be put off for a day or so. His daughter’s birthday wasn’t till next week. ‘Nothing really. You want to go grab some dinner?’ ‘Sure,’ her smile lit up her face again as they headed for the exit. * * * * * At dinner, they talked. "Don't worry about me," I told her. "I'll take care of that a bit later after I get home. And besides, this wasn't about me," I added smiling. She quickly kissed me once again, and then hurriedly began dressing as I kept watch ensuring that no one else would now come by and discover us accidentally.The very next day at work, Lucille dropped by my office slipping me an envelope along with some files I'd been waiting for. I'd been somewhat apprehensive at seeing her, wondering how she might react. Ach, sie hatte ja ihren Pisseimer hier im Bad stehen lassen. Na, den wird sie sich gleich holen müssen.Als ich wieder ins Zimmer kam, jammerte sie schon: „Ich muss mal ganz nötig Pippi!“ „Bist doch selber schuld, wenn Du Deinen Eimer nach dem Leeren im Bad vergisst. Du holst jetzt erst mal den Eimer hier her dann darfst Du pinkeln!“ Ich nahm ihr die Fesseln wieder ab und ließ sie ins Badezimmer gehen. Sie hatte wohl nicht besonders gut geschlafen und die paar Orgasmen und das Blasen hatten.