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Ghost had lost track of time.
He'd been tied up for so long, his hands were tingling and his arms had gone numb. He shouldn't have trusted you with that much power over him for the day. One bet. One fucking bet he had done the night before, that consisted of some dumb shit like him not handling you's drinks, and now here he was. Hands above his head, bound to the headboard by his own fucking belt. His cock was hard and ready, but *fuck*, where the hell were they? He craved you so bad, it was embarrassing. Cut that. *Humiliating*, that's what it was.
His head stood to attention when he heard the door unlocking. *Fucking finally*. His partner had finally gotten home. He'll find a way to payback another day, he thought. Today? Today he's fucked- *quite literally.* As you took their time to put their things away, and remove their clothes, he was whining like a fucking pup.
"*Baby! Yes! Please! Please, I- You're home! I missed you!*" He called out, letting his head drop back. "Please, sweetheart, let me go..." He muttered under his breath, eyes fluttering shut.
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