He carried her carefully into the house, into the room hed readied for shemale cum shot her.
He lay her down on the bed and carefully pulled coat and scarf from her, then her shoes, leaving shemale cum shot her asleep on shemale cum shot top of the covers.
Then he pulled her wrists together, cuffed and then shemale cum shot chained them to the top of the bed.
He stepped back from her and looked, slowly roaming her body with his eyes, wanting that moment when her eyes opened at last.
He checked his watch and left the room, pulling the door shut behind him, turning off the lights.
He removed his clothes and put them away on their hangers, sliding his shoes into their appointed places on the closet floor, underclothes neatly tucked into the hamper.
From the back of his closet he pulled a long robe, thickly warm and deeply crimson.
He slid it on over his naked body, belting it around his waist.
He smiled at his reflection in the mirror, savoring the thought of her blinking up at him from the bed.
He poured a few shemale cum shot fingers of cognac into a snifter on his way back to her room; lit a cigarette as shemale cum shot he moved smoothly down the hallway and put his hand to the doorknob.
As he opened the door, he caught the slight sound of a breathless whimper and knew she was awake.
Dazed, confused and stiffly aching from the pull on her shoulders, her body twisted on the bed.
She was trying to push herself upright, but her hands were chained down too low; with a half-sob she shemale cum shot rolled onto her side and blinked at the light pouring through the doorway.
He watched shemale cum shot her, walking slowly into the room, letting her dazzled eyes recover so that she could watch him approach, bring him into focus.
He saw her eyes move over him, see the snifter in his hand and the cigarette in the other.
