Omg you're playing with my head. What a naughty thing you are. That's so deliciously dirty, you cheeky elf. I'm looking at the picture again right now and wondering how far you would take it. And whether I'd really want to know the truth if you did.
Oh, and how's that for coincidence happening again? Haven't seen my friend for almost a week, but when it's poker night, bam! Right when the game finishes, he turns up. It's amazing. I guess it's the planets lining up or whatever, I never did figure out how that all planet-lining-up stuff works. Whatever it is, it's remarkable.
So as usual, please delete the tape. He was in an especially bossy mood last night, so the whole sequence is a bit of a handful. What I mean is, normally he will take the lube (which is on my nightstand just behind the hand cream), and give a girl a little help before, you know, diving right into my poor little bottom! He knows the lube is there, so I suppose he wanted me to have this trouble sitting down today! It's totally raw. He's so cheeky.
And it really is my mind playing tricks on me, you know. Last time I thought he was taller, like you. This time I could have sworn he was chubbier than I remembered. A lot like your buddy who had the Darth Vader mask in the photo. So that just proves it's my mind playing tricks on me. I really do overthink things. When my friend is bossing me around I need to stop thinking and just obey.
You know, I was thinking... It's never happened yet, but it's possible that my friend... well... he could decide that he wants to tie me up. I mean, it's totally up to him and he knows it. It's just that... look, I'm embarrassed to ask you this, but... I'm concerned that he might tie me up, and when he's finished he might just leave me there. It's the sort of thing he could do, you know? And it would then be my problem to sort out. That's sort of how the game works. But I'm worried about what happens if I need to pee or something, you know? Before the morning when you get all the footage and maybe get a chance to review it and come help me.
So anyway, what I wanted to ask is... if it's not too much trouble... would you be able to watch in real time whenever he's here? That way you would be able to see if he does something like tying me up before he leaves. Like I say, it's perfectly ok for him to do it. Heck, the more I think about it the more I even hope he does! It's just that I could really use your help if that happens, after he goes, when I'm helpless. Would you be prepared to come over and untie me...?
I understand if it's too much to ask. Just tell me no, if you can't do it, because I don't expect you to just agree to that. I can't expect you to stay up late to get me out of my own silly pickle. But it would mean so much to me. I would try to make it up to you, like on poker nights or whatever. Anything I can do to repay your kindness, just tell me what to do and I'll do it. I'd really owe you one, ok?
