<strong>Samantha Weston, aka Sam  or  Sammy<br/>Location: The Arabian Nights Room, Second Floor of the Mansion<br/>Tagged: Sergei<br/>Accent: Canadian (eh!) :P<br/></strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i2.listal.com/image/1079353/936full-vanessa-marcil.jpg)</div>Pressing her lips harder against his, Sam groaned into the kiss, almost forgetting her original plan, ready to throw it out the nearest window in favor of taking the delicious Russian right then and there.  Lucky for him, or possibly not so lucky, she was able to resist that idea long enough to begin guiding his hands above his head, one arm at a time.  Another moan accompanied the purring of contentment that lingered on her tongue as the sensual brunette rocked harder against his hips, pressing her backside against his firm cock.  Drawing a single finger along his skin, Sam swept a gentle touch over his arm towards his wrist of his left hand. Purposely, she wrapped her fingers around his wrist, tugging him into position, placing his hand above his head, still resting it upon the bed.<br/><br/>Pressing harder into the kiss, Sam attempted to distract him from her actions, securing him to the bed as she twisted the silk scarf around his skin.  She thread one end through the loop at the edge of the mattress before reaching for his other arm to place it in position in order to secure it with one sharp tug. Breaking from the kiss, Sam sat straighter, peering down at her captive prisoner and offering him a wicked smile that held a hint of the sensual torture she had planned.<strong>”Not to tight is it?”</strong>her laughter bubbled from her throat as she leaned closer to whisper<strong>”after all, the only thing I want to be a tight fit is you into me.”</strong><br/><br/>Slowly, Sam rose from straddling Sergei, keeping her feet planted on the mattress on either side of his torso. She peered down at him as he played the part of her willing and very sexy detainee, waiting for the fun to start.<strong>”Now that I have you where I want you, what do you think I should do? Hhhmmmm?”</strong>Refusing to allow him to talk, Sam continued as she warmed to her role as warden.  With a sultry lick of her lips the sexy brunette unexpectantly jumped onto the floor, landing softly upon her feet leaving Sergei tied to the bed. Moving purposely slow, making sure to tease him with the soft sway of her hips, Sam repositioned herself at the foot of the circular bed.  Her hands slipped along the sides of her body, feeling the shape of her sensual curves.<strong>”One of us is over dressed”</strong>she purred before gathering the hem of her negligee with the tips of her fingers. Inch by inch she pulled the lilac lace from her body, dragging it along her body revealing her firm thighs, flat stomach and supple breasts before sweeping it over her head to reveal her naked form.<strong>”Now…”</strong>she spoke softly as her fingers released its hold upon the thin silk allowing it to float to its resting place in a heap by the bed<strong>”you and I have some unfinished business.”</strong><br/>