Vines of Ivy

Dave winced at the slap, moaning lightly as she continued to grind against him, "Is it because you couldn't let a good looking guy like me out of your sight?"

If he got free, he might turn this situation around.

"Maybe...or maybe its because I wanna make youvmy little slave, a henchman who will always listen." She says, kissing his neck. "How would that role suit you?" She asks, still grinding.

Moaning a little louder, Dave looked right into her eyes, " You got it all wrong Ivy. Kidnapping isn't the way to a man's heart, though I can say," he stopped, yanking on the ropes, "You are pretty good at it."

"You seem to be enjoying yourself." she says, turning around and planting her butt on his crotch, wiggling the tushy.

The young man gave a laugh, "I'm not ashamed to admit it. If you let me loose, I may show you my appreciation."

She stops, then unbinds him, sitting back on the bed and smiling. "You cannot beat Poison Ivy!" She says, in character.

He gave a smirk as she unbound him, "I believe I did last time we met. In fact, you were begging me to finish it."

Leaning up, he slowly kissed Arya, his lips moving against hers as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

She smiles, enjoying this warm kiss, breasts pressing against him. "Yes, I did beg"

Feeling a bit more relaxed now that he was free to move, he parted with her for a second to remove his shirt. Placing his hands on her cheek, he pulled her in again for another kiss, slowly snaking his tongue into her mouth to play with hers. He moaned gently into her mouth, pulling her body against his toned chest.

She was completely seduced, falling to her knees and making out with him, moaning like a whore. She wrapped her hands around him.