Rebecca Armstrong wanted to become a movie director. She fell in love with Sam, a total stranger. When their love started to sprout, Sam disappeared from Becky's life all of a sudden.
Did Becky manage to find Sam again?
What is the real identity of...
"Oh my god, she is turning wild. I know you, Sam. I know you very well", Becky thought to herself.
"I WANT ANSWERS", Sam hissed near Becky's ear.
"You can't blame me, Sam. After all, you didn't want to be my first", Becky scoffed
"Shut up... Shut up your pretty mouth. I know how to get my answers", Sam said and there was no movement the next second but Becky heard some ruffling sounds.
"Sam.. what are you doing?"
......
"Sam...."
"Turn around Bec.. "
Before Becky realized Sam turned her body and Becky's face was buried in the pillow, she could feel Sam straddling her hip. That sensation gave her a bang. She has no idea about Sam's next move.
Sam slowly bent towards Becky's ear simultaneously taking Becky's both hands above the head near the headboard.
"I really really really wanted this to be softcore but you did me very bad Becky". Sam's voice was too deep that Becky's already started regretting what she did.
"Sam what are you....."
"Shhh... You are not allowed to talk hereafter unless I ask you to".
"Sam but..."
"Am I clear?", Sam tightened her grip around Becky's hand.
"Yes... Yes...", Becky started panting in anticipation.
Sam moved Becky's hands some more closer to the headboard. It was a designer headboard which was made up of wood that had gaps in between.
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In a swift move, Sam pulled off the blindfold and tied Becky's hand to the headboard.
"Sam...", Becky gasped loudly. It took a couple of seconds to understand that Sam had turned off all the candles, the curtains were fully closed, no night lamps. The room was literally pitch black.
"Sam this is unfair. Please let me see you".
Sam didn't speak instead she took Becky's hair and made it into a ponytail.
"Sam I talking to you only. Please..."
Sam remains silent but not her hands.
Her hands crawled under Becky and cupped her breast and massaged in a way not too strong but strong enough to earn a low moan from her. Sam started placing soft kisses around Becky's nape.
