His Eyes Locked On Mine As He Claimed My Pretty Pussy From His Point Of View

I dumped it on the floor in front of her and set the basket next to the pile, saying “Put those back.”
I watched as she lifted a hand from the floor and began to reach for something in the pile, hesitated, put her hand down again—then leaned down and picked up a pair of my dirty underwear in her teeth, crawled over to the basket and dropped them in. XXX I lifted her t-shirt and left it bunched above her breasts. But she definitely noticed when I switched it on. “Jonathan?”
“Yes?”
“I have to pee.”
“I heard you.”
“Can you untie me so I can go to the bathroom?”
“Yes.”
There was a long silence as she waited to hear some sign that I was getting up to do as she’d asked. “I want you to…make me…do bad things.”
I continued to look at her in silence.