C25 Making a Baby

He stared at the wriggling woman who was face down on the bed. Her hands tugged at the ropes keeping her tied to the headboard. Her legs weren't tied but they were spread at the moment and he could see that no matter what she might have said in the beginning, her dripping little c*nt was proof enough that she wanted him to do this, wanted him to take her.

And he needed the release