Scenarios?

Scenerio - 3

     I struggled with every bit of strength in my body against the leather bomds, but to no avail, I still lay tied up on the matress. My vision was blurry, all I can remember is me talking to a girl, she was slightly shorter than me and had wavy but curly hair, just about to her chest. She had dark brown eyes but a beautiful smile.
     I can remember the dark area, it was a t some sort of obnoxious party, we had some sodas and we started chatting, After several sips i dozed off and now, I'm here.
      The door openned and i turned my head towards it to see the same girl from before, only, she was wearing something different.
     "Hey baby, you finally woke up, I know that party sucked but we had to go for my friend." she said normally.
     I blinked, recalling some of my memories, but nothimg related to her.
     "You drank wayyy to much last night, you literally knocked out. But anyways, you promised you'd play with me now that we're home." She continued.
     Then, it hit me. This girl was no stranger, but my girlfriend, I had blacked out so badly that I completely forgotten.
     "I'm so sorry baby, I literally blacked out so much, I forgot who you were for a sec. Sooo uhh, what'd ya mean by 'play'?" I asked with a hint of relief in my voice.
     She slowly crawled on top of me and made her way up so that her face met mine.
     "Oh nothing short of just a little 'fun'." She grinned before she leaned in close and began to kiss me, slowly sliding off my shirt exposing my chest and stomach. To my disadvantage, I wasn't allowed to return her the favour and take her shirt off either, as I was still tied down to the bed, most likely for her amusment.
     I continue lying there, taking the kisses and swallowing her tounge everytime she trew it at me to catch, what else could I do? I was tied down, and I was slightly upset that I couldn't have my share of the "fun" with her.
     After a long while I began to understand why she had tied me down, she began to dip hee hands into a bucket and felt my body. Her hands soaked in freezing cold water and some pieces of ice between her fingers.
     I moaned and flinched at every movement of her hands as the cold feeling followed. She later untied me and thought that she was to go unpunished that is, until I dripped my hands into the bucket amd slipped pieses of ice down the back of her shirt and in between her...chest...
her shrieks from the cold were my signs that I have won.
     After much time of playing, we lay on the bed, cuddling under the covers, enjoying nothig but the warmth of our bodies and the sounds of the kisses that were being made...

~I AM SUCH TRASH UGH, THIS BOOK SHOULD JUST BE CALLED FRICKEN "MY FANTASIES" >///> ~