It was not our first light step into the Bondage arena and to be honest, deep down it isn't our thing. But my clever husband was always up to something new regardless, knowing it might end up being no more than a laugh (from both of us) at the end of things.
Not that we were laughing at our Bondage play, but l don't think either of us was counting the minutes to do it again. That said l did not have a (NO) waiting in the wings if he brought it up again, nor do l still.
This little ditty is when he brought his game up a notch, l hope you enjoy it. Sadly those heavy into the subject might not, and I'm sorry for that. Maybe go no further, but l will leave that up to you.
I came to bed fresh out of the shower and although l knew sex was on the menu the bedroom was completely dark. That was the first thing that told me something was up, to my delight l might say.
My husband was not even in bed, a fact l learned when he spoke out in the darkness from behind me.
"do not speak, just lay yourself on the bed"
My pussy was already melting, so l was happy to comply with his demand (well request) The first thing l felt was having a blindfold placed over my eyes, call me simple but it was already pitch black in the bedroom. But he always had a reason for everything and this became an important part as you will read.
Next l heard the pull of the chain from one of the lights on our nightstands, yet l was robbed of it. He kisses my lips, then my breasts, and even below but far less time spent on each than normally. Then he took my hand and places a velcro strap attached to our Iron bed, l was not surprised that the other wrist and both ankles quickly followed.
