He stepped out of the shower nervous and excited. They had started adding a little bondage play the past few months. Some of that had been there from the beginning, but he had forgotten until she reminded him how she had started tying him loosely when they first got together. The last few months had been different though -- more explicit, more intense, and more toys. It had almost always been her on top and him hoping and begging for more.
It had shown in other parts of their play as well. Over the years she had done her part and more to give him pleasure, but the times when she had gone down on him were relatively few. Not that he minded, he had been too busy asking, and few times begging, for the privilege of providing that service to her. In teasing foreplay, she would ask if he wanted release then or after he had used his tongue for her benefit and almost always he would find himself moving slowly down her body kissing his way to her pleasure. Afterward he would thank her. On some nights she would come to bed looking for action and he would strive to perform. But if roles were reversed, he was made to ask for a touch and later beg for relief. Not that he didn't enjoy the experience, but the quiet humiliation of submission was there. And not that she was always in control. In their play she had been tied a few times and often, while kneeling between her legs, he would tease her until she begged him to allow her to finish.
Less enjoyable for her, he had a tendency to top from the bottom in their bondage play. She was somewhat reluctant to push beyond improvised neckties, but he hoped for more. At first he would tie himself and lie naked and bound in bed waiting for her. To appease him, she had purchased purpose built bondage toys -- with admonishment that he must wait for her to initiate. So he waited and was occasionally rewarded -- like tonight.
As he dried off from the shower, she came in fully dressed. Normally he wasn't shy, but knowing what was coming he felt particularly exposed. She was tall, nearly 6 foot, with an ample bosom, long brown hair, and still as hot as the day they met. Normally he was a shade taller than her, but as she ran hands over his body it didn't seem that way. She handcuffed hands behind his back, applied a blindfold, and finally a collar and leash. As she walked away, he asked what her plans included. Her answer was for him to keep quiet and included a swat to his bits.
She arranged a folded towel on the floor just outside the shower. She grabbed the leash and pulled him over and directed him to kneel with a tug. His ankles were tied together and then connected to his wrists. After taking a moment to explore his ass, she walked around him and they began to kiss. Minutes later, he was straining to have some contact and begging for her to stroke his cock. She laughed and lightly played her fingers across his member for a moment. This she stood, tweaking his nipples as she did, and walked away.
She returned and, applying lubrication, she began to stroke and tease his cock and balls with occasional forays to his nipples and ass. While playing, she teased with words -- letting him know that relief was just minutes of begging away providing she agreed and that it was partially his request that led to this humiliating scene. He started to plead to cum and once again she laughed. This time she applied a cooling mint lubrication that burned like fiery ice -- a contradiction that he expressed to her while still pleading.
She told him to open his mouth if he wanted his release. When he complied, a ball gag was pushed in. He struggled a bit in shock -- partially because she had removed her hands from his cock and partially because she had never wanted to play with the gag he had purchased. As she connected the strap, she explained that his release was subjected to her approval. As he moaned into the gag, she slipped a vibrating cock ring down his shaft and stretched it over his balls. Then she stood and walked away.
Between the icy fire on his cock, balls and nipples and the vibrating, he was so busy trying to plead around the gag that he almost missed the sound of her getting into the shower. The intensity of his need nearly made him cry. Kneeling there waiting for her, he listened to every sound from the shower for any indication that she was returning. Balancing and straining, his muscles began to ache and he realized how hard it was to stay up right with distractions while blind folded.
As she showered, she listened to him moan and struggle. She smiled as she washed and luxuriated in the hot water. She enjoyed their bondage play, but even though she had started light play this was primarily for him. Still, as she applied the icy lubrication to herself, parts were quite enjoyable and the most enjoyable was yet to come. She had always enjoyed teasing him and this extended session was one of the longest they had ever had. She was also sure that before the evening was over there would be something for her.
As she stepped out of the shower and dried off, she touched and brushed against him. For the first time that evening, he felt her naked body. Electric current ran through his body and he was reminded afresh of his need -- with a new set of pleadings that were unintelligible. Laughing, she finished drying and asked if he would like to be touched. Pretending not to understand his answer, she began pinching and nibbling at his nipples. Finally, she consented to start fondling his balls. Then before moving on to his cock, she asked the question -- should she help him finish or should he wait until she had been pleased?
