Three hours later…..
Mac unties Stella's wrists from the bed, both were sweating from the hot moment they had. Both were sweating profusely, from the combination of the intercourse and the effects of brain chemicals secreted in reaction. Neither ever felt such intense arousal in their lives, it was raining outside. As Stella and Mac both got dressed, he looked at the clock out of curiosity and it said "1:14".
"My God, three hours?" said a surprised Mac as he watched Stella put her clothes back on, Stella had her back turned to Mac, not out of spite or anger but simply to keep teasing him, Mac obviously still checking out Stella's entire backside.
"Stella, you do know that this could result in pregnancy if you're unlucky" said a somewhat concerned Mac as he feels the erotic arousal subside, leaving a 'crash' feeling in its wake.
He however had other ideas about the 'crash'. Mac got up and walked up on Stella from behind, obviously noticing her still tender breasts through her tank top. "I have to go back Mac. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow morning and I need to sleep." Stella told him, obviously also feeling the 'crash' as well. However, Mac had his idea of dealing with the 'crash'. Having slowly snuck up behind her, he gingerly grabbed her upper arms, pulled her back, she gasping in surprise. "Oh no you don't Stella. You're not going going anywhere" whispered Mac into her ear as he began to gently pull part of her tank top strap aside, revealing her hard nipple one more.
He nipped the side of Stella's neck, and with the red silk, tied her wrists behind her back, tying it strategically so she couldn't reach the knot, and this time, actually tying another cloth around her eyes so she couldn't see.
"This is what happens when you go against my orders" Mac whispered in her ear. Bonasera moaned as her heart began to flutter once more, her breathing becoming heavy. It could be that she was glad she disobeyed him, at least this time. He nipped at her neck, licked her ear, smelled her hair and finally covering her mouth with his strong hand to prevent her from crying out, and wrapped his arm around her stomach so she couldn't 'escape', she reaching up with her hand over his wrist that was part of Mac's hand that covered her mouth. She pulled at the arm that was holding his hand against her mouth but being the ex-marine, his hand didn't even budge, not even with Stella's full strength. Stella's struggling in his grip was oddly arousing especially since her lips were sealed tight due to his strong hand over her mouth.
"Shh…." Mac gently whispered in Stella's ear, hand still over her mouth, she still struggling, trying…or not, to free herself from his strong grip. Her struggling only made him squeeze her harder, obviously being careful not to do too hard as to interfere with blood circulation. With the Greek beauty firmly in his grip, he gently pulled her back towards the bed, her hand still pulling at his wrist, in vain. Just before reaching the bed, he removes his hand off of her mouth, she not crying but breathing heavy and deep, drapes her head backwards, he nipping at her neck before gingerly pushing her back onto the bed; she bounced on the mattress, mind clearly back in the gutter like before.
Stella not resiting him, Mac gently grabs her wrists and guided them to the bed posts only the left and right ones this time so her arms were spread out further to her left and right. Almost immediately, as her heart began to pulsate once more, she extended her arms to where her wrists were now pressing against the bed posts once more. Stella's heart began pounding once more, she submitting herself to him once more, arching her back once more.
A few minutes later, Stella was blindfolded and tied to the bed, only this time, her hands were tied farther apart so they were on her left and right. The same surge of erotic desire, welled up once more within her, she was Mac's 'captive' and hoping he didn't 'rescue' her so quickly. But something was different this time. He wasn't going down on her. Instead he removed the cloth from her eyes and now was stand up to her right.
"Now, I'm gonna go gets some sleep" Mac tells Stella, now that she's 'no longer' 'controlling' him, this time.
Stella's sultry looks suddenly vanished and was replaced with a look of shock and bewilderment. "Mac? What gives?" she whined, hoping he wasn't going to bail.
"What gives? I need some sleep Stella and I need to sleep alone this time." Mac answered, obviously enjoying the sight. "Oh another thing Stella, never, ever, EVER, seduce your boss. There are consequences." Mac said with a devious smile, obviously enjoying a rare moment, at her expense.
"Wait. Mac? You can't just leave me here!" Stella was begging Mac, tugging at the bonds tying her down, but all he did was wink, slipped out a camera, and take a picture of a pissed off looking Stella. Normally, Mac found the whole concept of tied-up women very bothersome due to the images he had seen of several victims being tied up before being murdered but with Stella, this wasn't the case. He loved he was seeing in front of him. Although he was always baffled at why sexual intercourse was so physically exhausting, he was aware of how sometimes strong erotic desires can temporarily change one's personalities, at least for a few moments. The flash of the camera light stunned her for a split second….
"Why you…!" Stella fumed, trying to charge at him but couldn't due to her hands being tied to the bed posts. With a joyous look on his face, Mac took another picture of her, this time he got a near-perfect shot of her with her eyes narrow and angry and a hot looking snarl, attempting to charge at him, hoping to smack him silly but couldn't since her wrists were tied to the bedpost and her nipples were still hard and noticeable through her tank top. "I'm gonna smack you for that!" a very angry Stella sneered at him.
"Well, you're gonna have to wait awhile before you get the chance. For now, sleep tight sweetie. You're not getting out of those anytime soon. See you in the morning" Mac tells her as he walks towards the door. He kept cracking up and then, ignoring Stella's pleading, walks towards door, barely suppressing his giggling along the way.
"Mac! Get back here!" Stella yelled, obviously knowing it was useless. "MAC!" Stella yelled louder as the door closed on her. "Gaahhhh!" yelled Stella as she pulled at the scarves tying her wrists to the bed. She pulled at the scarves tying her hands to the bed but he had tied them so she couldn't reach for the knot. Giving up trying, she simply plopped her head back on the pillow, humiliated and pissed off that her seduction of Mac could backfire like this. "I only wanted you to scratch my nose" she mumbled as her nose started to itch.