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"I need to learn restraint," she mumbled as she rubbed her temples. The glare of the morning sun off her computer screen felt like tiny daggers stabbing her eyes.

"You look like hell," Shawn offered as he walked by.

Her head hurt too much to come up with a snarky reply. She didn't risk a rude gesture in case her boss was around. By lunch, three empty water bottles adorned her desk and yet her mouth still felt like it was stuffed with cotton. The remainder of the afternoon was spent with her head in her hands squinting between slightly splayed fingers.

She turned off her phone as she entered her home. Beatriz felt a slight sense of pride at having survived the day. She grabbed a bottle of water from her fridge and left her clothes where they fell as she shambled up the stairs and entered the bathroom. The cool bottle against her forehead felt refreshing as she rested in the steaming water.

The snooze button was pressed twice before Beatriz crawled out of the comfort of her warm bed in search of coffee. Dressed in a robe and slippers, with a steaming cup in hand, she ventured outside to retrieve her mail. Slipping back into her house, she gave the front door an extra nudge with her hip. Sometimes the lock didn't catch properly. She scolded herself for forgetting to ask Jane, at the party, to see if James would look at it.

She separated out her bills as she sipped her second cup. What mail remained went in the trash. Yawning, she stretched and turned her eyes towards the clock. Errands would consume most of the weekend but a tickle of arousal had been fluttering in her stomach since she awoke. It had been a long week and she convinced herself she had time to play before a shower. Beatriz pulled the box from underneath the bed. She removed her robe and pajamas, folded them neatly, and placed them on the top of her dresser. From the box of toys, she selected whatever struck her fancy. With desired items in hand, she crawled onto her bed.

A shiver ran through her as she slid the harness up her legs. It made her feel a touch dirty but it held her favorite butterfly in just the right position. The soft cuffs felt smooth and cool against her skin as they were cinched tightly around her ankles. She could still remember the smell of the leather the first time she removed them from their packaging. The butterfly vibrator fluttered to life in her fingers as she checked the state of the batteries. Beatriz smiled as she clipped it to the harness.

She tugged on the black leather strap wrapped around her thighs just above her knees to ensure it was tight. The bright blue ball gag nestled snugly behind her teeth. There was just something so raw and primal about drooling on oneself. She set her other vibrator on the nightstand next to the butterfly control just in case its use struck her fancy. The shiny metal handcuff clicked around her left wrist. She paused for a moment as she considered her options. Being especially helpless sent a surge of desire through her. Beatriz tossed the handcuff key onto the bed, placed her wrists behind her back, and after a bit of blind fumbling clicked the second cuff closed around her right wrist.

The pulsing of the butterfly over her clitoris sent ripples of pleasure throughout her body. Drool slipped from the corner of her mouth and pooled under her cheek. Beatriz moaned into the gag and squirmed, loving the feeling of restriction as the vibrator slowly drove her wild. The first wave of pleasure swept over her. Her toes curled, fingers flexed, and she bit hard on the gag. Delirious and panting through her nose Beatriz heard her doorbell ring. She laughed behind the gag and rolled over placing her back towards the bedroom door. The bell rang again.

"Goh avay," she mumbled. The second tide of pleasure was rising and was threatening to crash over her.

"Miss Riley," a voice called.

Her blood ran cold.

"Miss Riley, are you home?"

Her fingers frantically searched for the key to the cuffs while her mind raced.