Morgan was dreaming while asleep in her cold dark little cage. She was dreaming of the man who captured her, and how he was now captivating her.
she saw him come to her. He opened the cage. The door creaked. He lifted her out of the cage. He carried her up the steps, and into a luxurious bedroom.
There were red satin sheets on the bed and candles were lit around the room. the sweet smell of musk incense fill the room.
There were metal chains on each of the four bed posts. From each chain, black leather cuffs were attached through d rings. Morgan was laid on the bed by her nameless captor. The sheets were so smooth and inviting. They caressed her skin. He fastened her arms to each one of the cuffs. She looked deep into his eyes. Her essence was floating in the beauty of his hazel eyes.
He reached over on the night stand and grabbed a blindfold and strapped it across her eyes. She felt cheated out of admiring his rugged beauty. She suddenly felt warmth. No, the warmth now had a burning heat. Her captor had poured a scolding hot liquid on her. she felt the heat on her breast, dripping down her stomach, her thighs and her cunt. She felt as if she were in the pit of a volcano. What she didn't know was that her captor was pouring hot candle wax on her eager naked body.
she heard the ripping teeth of his zipper being pulled down.
He was standing over her she felt his breath on her neck. She felt the blood rushing through his throbbing cock. It was hard like the stones on a protruding mountain peak. She was eager to feel him inside of her.
He rubbed his enormous cock along the inside of her thighs teasing her. She felt as if she were going to go insane with passion. The tender head of his cock was rubbing against her clit, she wanted to scream. She was anticipating his entering her inviting pussy. But he pulled away. She wanted to cum just from the rubbing, but it seemed as if her wasn't ready for her to reach her peak yet.