I can tell you're pissed the minute you walk through the door. I try to tease you out of this mood but it only leads to argument about how I never take anything serious. As we are screaming at each other, I tell you I'm leaving. You grab my wrists before I can make it out the door and pin them above my head. You keep my wrists held in place with one hand while the other mauls my tits, rolling and pinching my nipples through my blouse until I can't stand it anymore and have to resist. I kick out at you. You look at me with a wild look in your eyes.
"Big mistake," you say.
You grab me and fling me over your shoulders, heading towards the bedroom. You throw me on the bed then take your tie off and use it to tie my wrists to the bedpost. I start aruging with you so you reach down and rip my underwear off my body and stuff them into my mouth. I glare at you as you approach. You take your time undoing the buttons of my blouse, relishing in the power you have over me. You let the shirt fall of me and then make your way to the bra. Seeing that you're going to have trouble truly manhandling my amazing breasts, you flip out your pocket knife and decide to cut my bra off my body. Now that you have finally exposed my tits, you start mauling them like you were doing before. I continue to try resisting you, though it starts to feel amazing. A wicked grin crosses your face and you leave. As I begin to wonder if you are just going to leave me here like this, you come back with your hands behind your back, still with that grin on your face. You go right back to rolling and pinching my nipples, pulling them far from my body til I cry out from behind my gag. Then you bring out surprise - clothespins. You make quick work of my nipples as I scream behind my gag. They are trapped in your vice.