Chapter 52

"Tyson, let's talk about this," Claudia gasped as she bounced on the bed, some of her temper diffusing as she began to get worried. "I'm not really into bondage."

He ignored her and bent down to dig through the bag some more. The muscles of his arms strained against the fabric of his white dress shirt. She couldn't see what he was pulling out of the bag, but the rustling made her anxious. She tried to reason with him again, this time going for firm rather than pleading. "Don't you dare put anything else on me Tyson King, or I will make you regret it. Your other girlfriends might be into this kinky shit, but I'm having nothing to do with it."

"I bought this stuff for you, before we even met. Never used it before," he rumbled in reply, straightening.

Claudia's head swam with the idea that he was planning on using this stuff on her before he even acquired her. She was pretty sure that was stalkerrific, but her pussy tingled at the thought that he always planned on tying her down for