Enough of all these distractions!!!
Standing at the foot of my bed as you begin to come around, struggling against your bonds, I smile down at you as I watch you try in vain to get free of the rope I've tied your wrists up with. I've kept your legs free on purpose... for now, your feet still slid into your huge high heel shoes. I slowly climb onto the bed, on my knees. You begin shuffling yourself upwards onto your knees too, though this changes nothing, you're still trapped and going nowhere.
"That's right, Tiff. You see I'm in charge around here now, and when I want to chat with you, I'll do it on my terms... 'Sugah'." Crawling towards you on my hands and knees as I get closer and closer to your big body, which is being barely contained within that tight mini dress you are wearing. As you get up to your knees I'm upon you, now up onto my knees too, leaning in close and sliding my little arms over your shoulders. Running my hand up through your long, blonde hair and grabbing a handful of it.
"Now we're going to have to teach you a few lessons in respect I think, Tiffany...." using my grip on your hair to try and force you down onto your ass on the bed, into a sitting position with your knees and lower legs underneath you.
I feel so vulnerable as I kneel on your bed, so trapped and helpless, but it's not just because you've tied me up and restrained me to the headboard. But it's by the way ya taunt me, mock me, the way ya talk down to me, the way ya size me up like prey waiting to be devoured. I easily tower over ya in size and stature and yet right here, right now, you're in complete control of me. It's upsetting..and, utterly thrilling. I glare at ya with hot, fierce eyes as ya approach me, slowly crawling over the bed toward me, and as I stare into your eyes I can see the smug confidence blazing in those pretty eyes. I can see it clearly, ya KNOW ya have me, ya know I'm yours for the taking. You're gonna do whatever ya want with me and I can do nothing to stop ya. The thought of that, coupled with my predicament, is doing more to me than simply upsetting me. Betrayed and captured by a sister Silk, tied up on her bed, at her mercy.. Trapped, bound, helpless.. completely vulnerable. Anger shivers down my spine as I strain against my ropes. Anger, and arousal..
"Ngh!"
As I get to my knees ya pounce, pressing your small yet sexy body tightly against mine. Your soft hands run through my flowing thick mass of platinum blonde hair, and ya seize two handfuls of it. I wince as ya pull on my mane, forcing my head back, and as ya lean in close to whisper against my lips how you're gonna teach me about respect, I narrow my eyes and hiss back at ya in pure hot defiance, "YOU'RE gonna teach me respect? How dare ya. I am Heidi's Mama, I'M the Silk who teaches respect around here, sugah.. And as Heidi's Mama, I should also be the one in charge, not ya--Nngh!!"
Ya cut me off by pulling even harder on my platinum mane, forcing me to sit my ass down while my legs still kneel before ya. I grit my teeth as ya hold me firmly in this position, breathing deeply, my bigger, busty body, barely concealed my leopard print mini dress, rubs and grinds anxiously against your lithe, alluring figure as I struggle again against my ropes.. eyes blazing with anger and lust, fuming, and growing hotter by the second as ya continue to control me so easily..
A hard grip on your hair with my fist, looking into your eyes as you glare up at me. No doubt furious at the change of management, but I see something else in your eyes too. I feel your much larger body pressing into me, almost smothering my tiny little frame as I move my face even closer to yours. Close enough for you to to feel my breath on your cheek. I shift myself forwards and into your lap, sitting my little ass down onto you as our bodies press even tighter together. Giving your hair a hard and sudden yank "I want to hear you say it, Tiffany. Admit I'm your new leader... you'll quickly see being on my side has it's advantages..."
I reach forwards, keeping eye contact with you as I lean closer and closer before my lips gently press against yours. Pulling away briefly before moving back in, this time kissing you a little deeper and for a little longer. A beaming smile on my face as I pull away a second time to see the reaction on your face.
My eyes remain locked onto yours as ya inch closer and closer to me, until you're seated right atop my lap. A short, quiet gasp escapes my parted lips as I feel your cute lil' ass rub down over my thick thighs, the rest of your lean, sexy lil' body pushing up and rubbing anxiously against my kneeling, restrained, buxom form. The closeness between us and the feel of your soft, smooth skin brushing against mine is getting me real hot, making me lose my breath, and weaken my resistance. I bite down on my lower lip and scowl at ya as ya close in tighter and yank hard on my big flowing platinum hair. My hair's always been such an easy target for my rivals, they see it and grab it almost instantly whenever I fight. I've been told many times by friends to give it a trim, but I'd always scoff at that. In fact, I'd just let it grow even longer. It's the longest it's ever been, I believe, as my glorious mane now cascades to just above my round, shapely ass. One of my girlfriends jokingly accused me that I love to have my hair pulled, that's why I keep it the way it is. Well, she might have been onto something there..
I growl quietly as ya continue to yank on my hair, and then I watch as ya close in slowly, purring against my lips. In pure defiance, I hiss back, "I will NOT, lil' one.. you've lured me into a trap, drugged me, tied me up. Hell, ya were gonna leave me in the clutches of the Tramps.. and ya expect me to call ya my leader? I will not call ya my leader ya lil'--Mmmm!"
Ya cut my tirade off with a kiss. It's brief but sweet, startling but wonderful. The kiss surprises me but I don't fight it, it just stuns me into silence, and stirs my arousal. In fact, when ya push forward for another kiss, I push right back against ya, returning the fiery passion of your deep kiss with some fire of my own. As we continue to kiss, something deep inside of me stirs wildly, and all thoughts of defying my captor are lost amid a flood of arousal and depraved excitement. I moan into your sweet mouth, inviting your tongue into mine, suckling on it eagerly as ya clutch my hair and kiss me long and deep. When ya break the kiss, ya have me trailing along, my face stretching forward just a tiny bit as I wanna continue tasting this delicious Thai Silk. I'm left stunned, breathless, flushed, and aroused. Very aroused. I blush hard, and try and turn my face away from ya in embarrassment, though your grip on my hair keeps my face in place..
