This is the fantasy I had last night.
Mutual friends had a party, at their beautiful country estate. A lot of guests were there, but only you and I had been invited to stay over. The party was pretty boring, which was unusual as Peter and Mary usually threw great parties.
After downing several drinks to help me loosen up, I realised that it had only made me tired.
I found Peter and Mary in the study, talking in low tones with you. The conversation abruptly stopped as I walked into the room.
"Everything O. K.,?" said Peter.
"Oh, yes, fine thanks, but I am a little tired. Would you mind if I retired early?"
"Not at all, love" said Mary, "I will show you where you are sleeping tonight."
Mary led me outside into the back courtyard to the stairs alongside the old stables, which they had converted into bedrooms. Walking inside I stopped dead. There in front of me was a four poster bed, just as I had always dreamed of one day owning.
"Oh, Mary, it's beautiful, " I said, sitting carefully on the edge.
"Go on you cant break it, plenty of room for three or more."
"I will leave you now and return to my guests, sleep well". And with that parting remark she was gone.
MMMMMM, what a fantastic bed. I walked into the ensuite, ceiling to floor mirrors lined one wall, making it appear huge, although the size put my own ensuite at home to shame.
I stripped slowly, admiring my firm, upright, full breasts with their large nipples, it would be good if I could suck them, but they were always just out of reach. I filled the bath with hot water and scented bubbles, first shaving my pubic area, then slowly lowering in to feel the heat of the water enter my slit and warm my clit.
Laying back I daydream about the handsome hunk who had been talking to Peter and Mary. An unusual name, which eluded me for now, he had the most amazing, piercing eyes.
Almost dozing off to sleep, I decided to get out of the bath and wrapping myself in a huge fluffy towel, I returned to the bed.
Unbelievable, I had told Mary that I loved four poster beds and here I was going to sleep in one.
Dropping the towel to the floor I climb naked into bed, the cool sheets making me gasp slightly and my nipples instantly harden.
I lie there, in the dark, thinking of the handsome stranger, a smile on my lips as I slowly drift off to sleep.
- 2 -
I dream I am kissing you, but I cant quite get my hands up to stroke your face. I struggle and quite suddenly wake up! You are there kissing my lips, I am shocked, thinking that I am dreaming but knowing I am awake.
"Hello, pet," you say.
"What are you doing here?" I ask.
"I have come visiting, I wanted to see you in bed."
"You had better leave, before I scream and wake the house up." I say boldly.
"Go ahead, pet, if it will make you feel better, but no -one will hear, apart from Peter and Mary and they know I am here. "
"What?... " I stumble over my words, mind cannot react quick enough. I try to get out of bed, but that is when I realise that my arms and legs are tied to the four poster bed quite securely, making me very vulnerable, arms and legs tied open wide.
"What have you done?" I ask, and see the smile on your face.
"Just helping you to live out your fantasy, my dear, Peter has told me that you often fantasize about being tied up. "
"Oh God no, this is madness, " I start to scream, it echoes in the big room.
"Your screams are wasted, why not wait till later, in the throes of passion?"
You climb on the bed and straddle my body.
"Do you yet realise how helpless you are" you say, as you remove the sheet from my breasts. exposing them to your gaze.
