Portia Everly - 048- Give it Time Portia Everly and Lew Rubens 4K

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The Unexpected Escalation

Lew's eyes raked over Portia Everly's body, taking in the way her heels clicked on the hardwood floor as she walked towards him. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the thought of seeing her struggle under the weight of his own creation. As she got closer, he could see the anticipation building in her eyes—a mixture of fear and arousal that sent shivers down his spine.

Power Play

"Get in position, Portia," Lew ordered, his voice commanding yet laced with desire. She hesitated for a moment before doing as she was told, standing before him with her hands behind her back and her body arched slightly forward. It was a position of vulnerability that only served to heighten the tension between them.

Lew reached into his bag and pulled out a coil of thick rope. With deft movements, he tied a simple knot around one of the sturdy coat hangers, creating a makeshift bondage device. "Now, I want you to lean against that hook," he instructed, gesturing towards the hook in the wall. "And don't you dare move until I say so."

Portia did as she was told, feeling the rough wood of the hook against her back as she leaned forward. The tension in her body was almost unbearable, but she knew that this was part of the game—the build-up to something much more intense. She could feel Lew's gaze burning into her skin, could almost feel the heat of his desire for her. And it was intoxicating.

The Sweet Spot

As Portia stood there, trapped in her own predicament, Lew watched with hungry eyes. He loved seeing her like this—so vulnerable yet so aroused by the situation they'd created together. And he knew that this was where the real fun began—in the waiting, in the build-up to something far more intense.

Lew moved closer, running his hands over Portia's body. She squirmed beneath his touch, her skin sensitive to the slightest brush of his fingers. "You're doing so well, Portia," he purred, his voice a low rumble in her ear. "I can't wait to see how far we can take this."

His words sent shivers down Portia's spine. She had never felt so alive, so on the edge of something so intense. And yet, she knew that this was only the beginning—that the real payoff was still to come. She bit her lip, trying to contain the moans that threatened to escape her throat as Lew's hands continued to explore her body.

The Climax

The anticipation was almost too much to bear. Portia could feel herself growing wet with excitement, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for Lew to make his move. And then, just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore, he whispered those magic words: "I think it's time to let you out."

With a grin, Lew untied the knot that held Portia's body in place. She collapsed against him, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tried to catch her breath. "That was amazing," she whispered, looking up at him with eyes full of wonder and desire. "I've never felt anything like it."

Lew pulled her closer, his hands running along her back as he nibbled on her earlobe. "You have no idea what's coming," he murmured, his voice low and threatening. And with that, he led Portia towards their shared destiny—a journey filled with power, passion, and the sweet taste of submission.

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