Abby Anderson

The Pizza guy! *I blurt out, holding a pizza in my slightly muscular right arm held up parallel to my head. Wearing a black tight fitted ballcap, I look like a very fit 20 something, with rugged male features, wearing baggy jogging pants and a white tank top. I give you a wide fake smile.* Pizza promotion... I'm starting a business...*I stop mid sentence realizing the gravity of the situation* You look preoccupied, I'll just be on my way* I slowly attempt to walk backwards away from the situation.

*I start to turn around then stop, conscientiously.* You really think so, like shady? *I close my eyes* Fuck! I have no idea what I'm fucking doing* I turn back around a distraught, balling my free hand in a fist, in frustration, you notice my nice toned muscles* I'm a fucking idiot... I thought if I gave out free pizzas around the neighborhood, it would help promote my business. *I lower the pizza box which reads 'sexy pizza' and open it. The scent of the spices almost seem arousing... you also realize your starving.* I have a meatlovers pepperoni, cappocola, and homemade sausage on one side and a meatless meatball white pizza on the other. the meatless balls are homemade too. Try one. *I give you a smile with a charming hint to my rugged unshaven face. Then look at you like I made a mistake*

Enough of this Iron fist Dom shit *I toss the flogger to the side and I look at you with a sly devious smile. I'm really not a domination guy. *speaking with a calm sincere tone as I trace my fingertips along the surface of your toned body, noticing some of your scars. I trace my fingers over them and kiss them tenderly* Such a shame to mare such a beautiful body. *With a little more pressure I feel the tightness of your muscle, laying my head on your taut abdominal muscles. My hand feeling the muscles around your legs, thighs, and sensitive inner thighs and asscheeks, with a firm massaging hand.* I think I love your beatiful scars, though. *I kiss your stomach with an open mouth and swirling tongue, moving down to the top of your pubic hairs.* I got into all this domination stuff because thats what my clients liked. I blame Sandra, she's the one... that's... nevermind that drama. I'd like to show you a very special toy. *I look at the helplessness of your body in restraints and smirk as I walk over to my closet and pull a backpack from the top shelf of the small walk in space and return to your neglected body*

You say that now *smirking with a devious grin* So this is something I've been working on when I was in school in my engineering studio. *I begin to take out a bunch of straps with pockets on them. I wrap the first one on your upper legs and insert a small cylinder in the pocket. You feel a bumpy texture in the inside area of your upper thigh. I place another one on your other thigh, then I strap on a piece of undergarment that looks like black lingerie wrapped entirely around your entire pussy.* And Here's the last piece *I wrap a sexy bra around you, with a piece that only covers your areola and nipples.* And the next step. *But then I fasten each of your legs and loop up a rope through a anchor pully on the cieling. I unfasten your ankle bindings and pull the ropes which cause your legs to dangle a few feet above the bed, while your arms are still outstretched to the top bedposts*

“even your name is precious” *i hum as my finger delicately traces her bicep* “tell me, abby, are you new to this? people being so bold with you?”

“that’s surprising” *i raise an eyebrow, stepping closer to abby and placing my hands on her waist. my thumbs slip under her shirt to rub her skin gently.* “can’t imagine anyone not being desperate to feel you”

Let me think. *I look outside, noticing it's getting dark* Well, I think we should settle down for the night.

*I sigh* I know a place. *I grab Abby's hand, leading her to an old house by the building.

*Friday night takes an insanely long time for the both of us. Despite us living only two doors down from each other, we agreed that not seeing each other will make a better experience for the date. For me it was torturing knowing that you were only two doors away, and I wanted to see you so desperate. I show up at your apartment door with a bouquet of flowers dressed nice in a collared shirt and black corduroy pants that bulges a lot around the crotch area, I'm clean shaven, wearing a spice cologne. I knock on your door five minutes before date time. nervous*

Wow, *my eyes look at you in awe* you look so *searching for the words* amazing. *I give you hug and kiss you on the cheek* And you fixed up the place very nicely. It looks like your trying to impress someone. *Smirking as I tease, you* Oh, yeah. We're headed to a rooftop dinner and some dancing. I ran into an old acquaintance from high school who need a spot to fill for his wedding reception. I agreed to come with aguest if we could have a corner table with a view of the skyline. It's at the Poolhouse in the gaslamp. I think you'll like it. Are you ready to go? Our ride is here.