Eventually Bridget got bored and held him down while she got her toys. Her nightstand wasn't too far and she got some handcuffs. In moments Charles's ankles and wrists were cuffed, now even if he wanted to, he couldn't leave. Now in complete control Bridget got off him and watched as he struggled on her king-sized bed. He wiggled about trying to get free, still scared. "Oh shut up," she said and went through her nightstand again. She pulled out a ball gag, in the shape of a penis of course, and wrapped it around Charles's head securing it tightly. "Ah! Much better!" Charles began biting on the gag, but now it was absolutely hopeless, no one could hear him now, well except for Bridget. Admiring her little trap, Bridget undressed her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Now just in her panties and t-shirt, Bridget climbed back on the bed, "mmm, I'm going to have so much fun with you!" she said cheerfully, "you have no idea!" Charles looked up to her pleadingly. "Ha! Your thick puppy eyes aren't going to sway me! Like I said, I haven't had a 'boyfriend' *Bridget putting air quotations* in a long time! Plus, you're fresh meat!" With her little spiel over, Bridget began sliding her panties down her long smooth legs. She threw them onto Charles's face and laughed sadistically as he tried to struggle away from them. Now naked below the waist Bridget grabbed her cock. At eight and a half inches long, it was actually slightly bigger than Charles seven. And was a bit thinner too, not by much. "Look at that," she smiled, "She's happy!" Charles stared at it mesmerized and nodded. Bridget slowly slid her hand up and down her cock and moaned quietly, "God, it's been so long!" She played with her cock for a few more moments before shedding her t-shirt. Sure enough she wasn't wearing a bra. Charles couldn't help himself as he tried pulling his hands towards Bridget and took in Bridget's glorious hourglass body. He was in so many mixed emotions; he was horny, confused, scared, frightened, and exhausted. Not really sure where to look, Charles stared at Bridget's perky C-cup breasts. Her nipples were achingly hard and she flicked them, sighing and giggling while doing so. Charles's eyes inadvertently went down to Bridget's cock and stared at it watching it twitch.
