I am sitting on the couch as you exit the shower. You only have a towel on and I am bare chested with black jeans and a leather belt on. I tell you to sit in the chair that is in the middle of the room. You obey. It is a standard four legged chair. Next to it you see the kitchen table empty except for an assortment of bondage instruments. Three different ropes. One is thick like a sailing rope. One is the thickness of a pencil and the other is strong, but as thin as a length of knitting wool. Next to the rope is a ball gag, two metal nipple clamps with chains, a blindfold, a large pillow, a leather horse whip and a vibrator 7 inches in size.
You assess the situation and look back at me. Elegantly, you drop the towel and walk to the chair. Sitting in the chair, you have your back to me, where I sit on the couch.
I ask, "Is my slut ready for play time?"
"Yes, master," you answer, soft and sensual.
"Are your tits ready to be milked? Throat ready to be fucked? Do you want to cum?"
Again, you answer, "If that is what my master pleases."
You hear me walk up behind you to the chair and feel my touch your shoulders. I get the blindfold and place it on your eyes, adjusting it to make sure you cannot see. Placing the pillow behind your back, I then pushing your arse out to the edge of the chair so your pussy is hanging over the seat. I then lean you back to the chair and with the thick rope; I tie your arms and shoulders to the sides of the chair. Starting at the bottom with your wrists, whining the rope around your arm and fix it off at your shoulders. I do the same to the other arm. Taking another length of the thick rope I kneel between your legs. I lift your right ankle and place your big toe on its nail, on the outside of the chair leg, with the sole of your foot facing vertical. I start at your ankle, fixing it to the chair leg and wrap the rope around your ankle twice before bringing it vertically up and around your thigh. With your knees apart I tie off your thigh firmly, leaving your pussy exposed. I then get the smallest wool thickness rope and tie your big toe to the base of the chair leg. I repeat this for the other leg until there is only the pencil thickness rope left on the table. You are now bound tightly to the chair with a blindfold on. I walk to the table and take the ball gag. I walk back to you and you know what is coming. You open your mouth before I arrive and I place the cold ball in your mouth, fastening the leather strap firmly around your head.
You hear my shoes on the floor as I walk to the cupboard and take out a glass. I pop the cork and listen to the sound of whiskey pouring into the glass over the rest of the silence in the room and your breathing. I then walk to the stereo, choose Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd and turn the album up loud. The pan flutes of Shine on You Crazy Diamond starts to fill the room with anticipation as the guitar comes in with an airy lead, all the while the organ filling any space left in the room and your mind.