Twila whimpered and tried to push against his shoulders and fight for control of her body. He wasn't having it. His hand tightened on her leg, his fingers twisted tighter in her hair as he slanted his lips over hers and ravished her mouth. She moaned, gasping softly as he took her bottom lip between his teeth and nipped down gently. Twila groaned, feeling his hardness against her pussy as he slowly gyrated against her.
"I figured you'd put up a fight so I took the liberty of picking up a few things on the way home." He said, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He grasped her wrists in one of his big hands and tugged her to the bed, he opened and reached into one of the night stand drawers and pulled out a bad. Twila went still as stone as he emptied the contents of the bag onto the bed. She barely had time to let out a squeak of protest then he was already tossing her onto the bed on to her stomach and tying her hands up with one of the four cloth scarves he picked up for the evening.
"TRAVIS WHAT THE-" She started to say but he cut her off by putting a gag in her mouth and fastening it securely so she couldn't speak. He positioned her on her knees and tied her legs together by the ankles so couldn't throw her legs out in an attempt to escape. He went around to her side, grabbing something off the bed as he advanced on her. Travis leaned forward and attached first one clamp onto her left nipple and another on her right, not tightening so much as to hurt but enough so that she could feel some pressure. He turned the vibrations on, listening to her moan, and seeing her squirm. Her nipples were rock hard after a couple of seconds and he tightened the clamps just a little more. He smiled wickedly as he saw her nipples turn a bright red.
"You've been a naughty girl, Twila." Travis said, running his hands down her derriere as he spoke. "And do you know what happens to naughty wives who don't let their husbands have their way with them?" He asked. Twila moaned, scared but somewhat excited by the words and the way he was treating her. To her astonishment she felt her pussy throbbing as his hands brushed closer and closer to the center of her thighs.
"You want this. You're cunny is so wet, the moisture is glistening on your thighs." He leaned down and slid his tongue right next to her swollen lip, catching the right one between his teeth and biting down gently. Twila felt more liquid squeeze out of her and she held her breath in shock at the sensation of his teeth on the very edge of her pussy lips, nipping, teasing her mercilessly.
All of a sudden he was gone, his hands and mouth no longer on her butt. Twila whimpered, wanting more. She heard the sound of something being squeezed out of a bottle then she felt his hands between her legs, rubbing some substance into her pussy lips and over her clit liberally. "This is a special oil ment to heighten sensitivity." He explained. Twila breathed hard in and out her nose, feeling her pussy warm up almost uncomfortably, and throbbing hard. Her skin flushed a dark pinkish brown as her whole body heated up in response to the oil.