She smiles, leans down until her lips are almost brushing yours.  Her hand moves from your throat to your neck just under the ear.<br/><br/><strong>"I want to see your face when you come.  I want to watch your expressions change as the pleasure builds."</strong><br/><br/>She strokes your cheek.<br/><br/><strong>"If I were a cruel woman, I'd get one of those bondage frames set up in my office so I could mount you in it and watch you ride a vibrator all day long...weighted clamps on your nipples and a ball gag keeping you quiet...mmmm..."</strong><br/><br/>By the blush growing on her cheeks, she likes this idea maybe a little too much!<br/><br/><strong>"Or one of those deliciously cruel and intimate shibari-style body harnesses!  You'd look quite fetching in black silk ropes."</strong>