Jim had still not managed to say a word as he closed the door behind him and he couldn't take his eyes off Clara. She was stunning, as if she had just stepped out of one of his fantasies. God knows he gave her enough detail about them but she never seemed to warm up to them and then this. She was wearing a black satin corset, black garter belt attached to sheer black stockings and black knee high leather boots. Her hair was lightly curled and flowing over her shoulders and she had made up her beautiful face with dark red lipstick and black eyeliner. She stood silently in the middle of her small studio apartment, one hand on her hip as she waited for him to find his tongue.

"Wow." was all he could get out at first.

"I mean... wow." He ran his hands over his head trying to gather himself. She arched an eyebrow.

"You like?" She questioned.

"Oh baby. Yes... Yes I like very much." He was walking towards her now, his arms outstretched. She held up her palm.

"Stop right there." His cock twitched at the sound of authority in her voice.

"Take off your clothes." He could barely scramble out of his jeans and T-shirt fast enough. This was more amazing than anything he could have imagined possible. Once he was completely naked he stood there grinning, waiting for her next instruction.

"Now lie down on the bed." He didn't waste a moment complying. Then she walked up to the edge of the bed took hold of his right wrist and pulled it up to the headboard. He groaned with pleasure when he felt the cold metal of the handcuff snap over his wrist. She secured both his hands and his feet so that he was spread eagle on her bed. His cock was stiff and straining up towards the ceiling.

After she had finished she walked back up the length of the bed, trailing her fingers up his shin, thigh, hips and chest. He shuddered and licked his lips.

"Oh baby, you are so amazing. You have done everything so... so perfectly."

"You think so?" She purred, staring down at him.

"Oh yes."

She smiled and ran a finger over his nipple, letting the nail drag gently over the tip. He inhaled sharply.

"I am glad you are so..." She paused and looked down at his cock, then back at him.

"... pleased" she said. As she smiled down at him the doorbell rang. He frowned slightly and then smiled again.

"I guess we'll have to pretend you aren't home." He said. Clara chuckled.

"Now that would just be rude now wouldn't it." She turned and walked slowly towards the door, her beautiful round ass swaying.

"Clara?" Jim's smile faded and he tried to pull himself up.

"Clara, what are doing?"

"I am answering the door silly." She answered without looking back at him. When she opened the door he began struggling wildly against the restraints.

"Clara! Clara!" She didn't respond to him as she greeted whoever was at the door. Jim strained to see and caught a glimpse of a large definitely masculine hand wrap around Clara's waist.

"Mmmm..." she sighed. "I am so glad you could make it it"

"Clara! This is not funny anymore. What's going on here?" She walked back into the room leading a tall blond man by the hand.

"Jim meet Mark. Mark, this is Jim." Mark smiled and nodded his head toward Jim who started to struggle again in vain, his cock now wilting from the shock and embarrassment.

"Clara! Untie me now!" She just laughed and shook her head.

"No, Jim. This was your idea, you wanted me to be more adventurous, to tie you up and... What were words? Oh yes 'get freaky'. So this is me getting freaky" Jim stopped struggling since it was obviously not going to get him anywhere. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself.