Miss M was seated in front of him, her gaze fixated on his restrained body. She relished the control she held over him, revelling in his complete vulnerability to her will. With every squirm and wriggle, she could sense his trepidation for what was about to transpire. Leaving him tied to the ladder was just a taste of what was to come, building up anticipation for her next move. As she watched him struggle, her desire grew stronger and more intense.
