we were towelling off, after a shower that left my legs quivering and my head light and my cunt aching. i asked you if you knew any interesting knots, and suggested that i felt i’d look damn hot all tied up in them. you didn’t answer right away, pausing before saying with a slight lauch, ‘so what, three wasn’t enough for you?’
you were referring, of course, to the three earth-shaking, mind-blowing, scream-inducing orgasms you’d just given me while you had me bent over in the shower, my hand white-knuckled on the shower handle as you drove your thick, throbbing cock into me over, and over, and over.
but no. three wasn’t enough for me. three is never enough for me. i will always. always. always want more from you. i didn’t say that, fearing that my bringing up our next sexual encounter before we’d even pulled our clothes back on may have made you feel like i wasn’t satisfied with what had just happened.
i went out for the rest of the day, enjoying the feeling of being well-fucked, used, and owned.
when i returned home this evening, i was surprised not to find you at the computer. i wandered into the bedroom and saw you crouched beside the bed, evidently fiddling with something near the headboard. you straightened up when you heard me come in, turned around, and just looked at me.
“hi,” i said. “what are you up to?”
you crossed the room to where i stood in just two steps, and ran a hand across my cheek towards the back of my head. rather than draw me in for a kiss, as you usually would, your grip tightened in my hair, prompting a slight yelp to escape from me. you met my eyes and brushed your other thumb across my lips, still slightly parted in surprise, and murmured, ‘what am i up to? i’m figuring out the best way to tie my fucktoy to this bed of ours.’
a thrill of adrenaline coursed through my body. you were rarely this direct. i gently bit the thumb that was still placed on my lips and began to suck lightly on it as my eyes looked up through my eyelashes to meet yours.
‘and did you figure out what you wanted to do?’ i asked innocently, as though i was inquiring about any other project you may have been working on.
‘i’ve got a few ideas,’ you said. ‘but there are a few things i need to consider.’
the hand that was wrapped in my hair tightened again and you pulled me roughly towards you, forcing my head back as you pressed yourself against me.
‘i need to decide which way i want to use you.’
before i knew what was happening, you’d spun me around so i was facing the bed. one of your hands lightly wrapped around my base of my throat while you pressed up against my back. i could feel your length against my ass.
‘the first thing i considered,’ you whispered in my ear, ‘was whether i wanted you on your back, so i could fuck your mouth, or facedown with your ass available for me to play with.’
i shuddered with excitement and arousal.
‘what did you decide on?’ i asked, breathless already. i could feel my heart rate increasing as my mind began to jump ahead of me. would you tie my legs apart? my wrists? what level of control would i still have?
‘undress and get on the bed,’ you said. ‘and i’ll show you.’
i quickly pulled off my dress, unhooked my bra and wiggled my hips out of my underwear. i crawled onto the bed and looked back at you while i waited on all fours.
you stayed where you were beside the bed, and brought a hand up to run down the length of my body. when you reached my ass, you grabbed a handful and groaned approvingly before giving it a sharp smack. i cried out and arched my back. you rubbed the spot you’d just hit and spanked it again. a third time. and then a fourth.
‘mmmm,’ you said thoughtfully. ‘yes, i think i will play with this ass tonight. lay down.’
i shifted down onto my stomach and looked back at you.
‘now, before i start having my fun, i’m going to tell you what exactly it is i’m going to do to you, okay?’
i nodded, and noticed i’d started grinding my hips into the bed. god i was wet already.
‘i’m going to tie your hands above your head. i’m going to spread your legs as far apart as they go and secure them there. i’m going to place a pillow under your hips so that your cunt and your ass are easily available to me. do you want that?’
‘yes,’ i whispered as that sweet blend of fear and lust coursed through me again.
‘what did you say?’ you asked. smack. your hand landed again on my ass, on the same side that was surely, by this point, turning a nice shade of red. ‘i thought i’d trained my cockslut to be more polite than that.’
‘yes...please,’ i moaned, my back arching as my ass rose up into the air towards where your hand had just been.
‘good girl,’ you said, and moved towards the front of the bed. ‘give me your wrists. if this is too tight, or you want to stop, i want you to say the word red. ok?’
i nodded, extending my arms above my head. you grabbed them with one hand and reached for a small coil of rope i’d just now noticed was sitting on the headboard. you wound the rope softly around my wrists, knotted it deftly, and stepped back to admire your handiwork.
‘hmm,’ you said thoughtfully. ‘almost there.’
you moved towards the back of the bed, grabbed my feet, and pulled me slowly backwards until the rope attached to my wrists was taught, my hands and forearms suspended slightly off the bed.
‘better,’ you said. ‘lift your hips.’
i did as much as i could from my current position, and you slid a pillow underneath me before taking hold of my right ankle. i felt the soft rope wind around my ankle and then tug outwards. after securing the other end of the rope, you ran your hand back up along my leg, over the curve of my ass and down the left leg. i felt another piece of rope bind that ankle and pull my leg towards the edge of the bed.
i lightly tested my bindings, to get a sense of just how much of a predicament i was in. i couldn’t move. i was fully exposed. completely at the mercy of whatever it was you had planned for me.
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