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My cock instantly strains against my briefs as the images of Sienna invade my mind.

All I can think about is how good it would feel to sheath myself in her tight pussy.

I hop to my feet.

I need a cold shower, before that little vixen takes a stronghold in my mind.

If it’s not already too late.

Chapter 21

IHEAR THE DOOR OPEN, but I can’t see anything. My body tenses, reminding me of the plug lodged inside me.

Is it Alessandro?

There’s silence. I can’t even tell if he’s coming closer or not.

My blindfold is so thick that I can’t even tell if the lights are on or off.

My pulse speeds up.

What if it’s not him? What if it’s someone else?

And I’m here all tied up and unable to do anything about it.

My naked body is fully on display.

If someone’s watching me, they can see everything.

Every imperfection of my body.

I don’t want to think about it, but I can’t stop my mind.

Maybe Alessandro’s watching me, and he can now finally see that I’m not as perfect as he thought I was. Maybe last time he was too distracted and didn’t pay close attention, but now he can see everything.

My stomach isn’t perfectly flat.