"Lay down on the couch and spread your legs wide open for me", Glenn ordered as he strode to the office door. "I'll be right back so don't move." AJ's eyebrows rose high on her forehead, wondering just what he was up to, but she went to lie down as she had been instructed. She crawled onto the couch and lay flat on her back, causing her breasts to thrust upward towards the ceiling. Eagerly she spread her thighs as far apart as she could and waited. In no more than a few minutes Glenn was back inside the office reclosing and locking the door. AJ turned her head to the side and her eyes rounded at the sight of a pair of handcuffs in his hands.

Glenn walked towards her, the handcuffs gleaming under the dim lighting in the room, and his fierce erection standing as if it were saluting. OHHELL,she thought, blowing out a long breath. The realization hit her that her most wanted secret fantasy was about to come true. She wet her lips, both nervous as hell and completely aroused at the same time. The combination of the two feelings washed over her like a drug. The anticipation of what was about to happen was even more exciting than in her imagination. And it was all because of Glenn Jacobs. In her wildest fantasies she could have never imagined a man more perfect for this experience. No, she knew now that it had to be Glenn. That it was always supposed to be Glenn. He was a man she knew she could trust, a man she was not afraid to surrender herself too. He was a man she would willingly surrender too.

He was a man who held in his hands a very real set of handcuffs.

She swallowed a huge gulp of air as she watched him approach the couch. His mix matched eyes were slightly narrowed and glazed with dark lust. The vibe coming from him was purely sexual. He didn't say a single word as he clasped the cuffs around her wrists one at a time and then stretched her arms up above her head. Using a piece of material she hadn't noticed him holding, he wound it around the chain of the cuffs before looping one end around the armrest of the couch, making a knot. His arms bulged in the process letting her know that there was no escape. Glenn pulled roughly a few times on the material. Once he was satisfied that the knot would hold he joined her on the pull out couch. He sank down onto his knees in between her thighs. He took his own sweet slow time looking over her naked body. His eyes roamed over every inch of her with a heated gaze.

"MY pussy looks nice," he murmured, his voice sounding gravellier than ever before. "I wager it will feel even better than it looks." AJ let her tongue slip past her lips wetting them, hoping he was going to test that theory of his soon. The waiting was heavenly torture.

Glenn's callused hands moved to cup her breasts causing her body to instinctively shiver. He let his thumbs play against her over sensitive nipples, pulling at them just enough to force a low moan from her. He rubbed and tugged at them until they stood straight up into the air and she was gasping. He lowered his head and sucked on each one for a few moments, until her body was worked into a fever pitch.

She couldn't do anything except lie where she was and take it. She was unable to move. She was unable to resist. The inability to wiggle away from his ministrations somehow made the felling of arousal much more pronounced. Within seconds AJ was moaning loudly as she watched him lick and suck on her breasts. By the time he finally raised his head she was close to another orgasm.

"You're being a very good girl AJ," he cooed. "If you keep it up daddy will give you a very big treat." His voice was thick with promise as he sat back on his knees again above her. AJ took in a very deep breath and let it out slowly. Glenn didn't know it, but he was using words right out of one of her favorite fantasies to get her all worked up. And damn he was succeeding. But in the back of her mind she couldn't help but wonder if this whole thing was more than just a sex game to him. He seemed to enjoy the exchange of power, and appeared to take immense satisfaction in her sexual submission. He was masculine and she was giving. The realization only made the situation more pleasurable. AJ knew they weren't two people acting out roles, but were a man and woman doing what came naturally to them. Both were comfortable with the individual wants of the other.

Glenn straddled AJ's face, his muscled thighs settling on either side of her head. "Open up," he commanded. "Show MASTER how good his little girl is." Her lips parted and her mouth opened immediately for him. They both let out moans as he pushed his way into her warm, waiting mouth. "Take it all the way in," he said as he thrust his hips back and forth at a leisurely pace so not to hurt her. "Just like that," he ground out, the tip of his cock touching the back of her throat. "That's MY good girl."

AJ growled from around his hard cock. Glenn picked up the pace, plunging in and out of her mouth with much faster strokes. She could hear his breathing growing labored and feel his muscles tensing between her lips. He was so close to coming. But just like before, he stopped himself.

Glenn pulled his erection out from between her pliant lips, causing a popping sound to echo in the room. "Daddy loves the way you suck his cock," he complimented her. "But now it's my turn sweetheart. I want to taste MY sweet lil pussy. I want to see just how juicy it is." His words caused the inside of her belly to knot. And AJ silently thanked whatever god existed for creating Glenn Jacobs as she watched his head disappear between her legs.