I have tried to pursue bondage with my wife of twenty years but she always objected. "No, don't tie me up." "No, I won't do that." The funny thing is most guys would take my problem in a second. Even after all these years Em wants to fuck all the time. My problem is she's a starfish. I get on and fuck her as long as I can. That's it. She thinks doggy style is kinky so the idea of her being tied up and me doing whatever I want was so foreign to her that she couldn't wrap her head around it. Well, I got bored and then tired of asking. I bought one hundred feet of clothesline, cut it into four sections of twenty feet and two sections of ten feet. I used black electrical tape to wrap each end of all the sections. I ordered wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs. When they arrived, I was ready.
Em is different sexually after a few drinks. I guess most people are. I offered to make a Sunday brunch for us. Eggs and mimosas. Mimosas are Em's weak point but I had to be careful, if she drinks the right amount she's happy and horny but if she has one too many she's gone. Drunk and passed out.
After the brunch, she was giggling at nonsense, she was ready. I kissed her roughly in the kitchen because kissing her like that always turns her on. I took her hand and led her to the bedroom. I didn't ask this time like I did so many other times. I took the cuffs out and put them on her. She was kind of annoyed but not really objecting. I think she was trying to figure out where this was going because the rope was still hidden.
I kissed her and slowly stripped her clothes off. When she was naked I took the rope out and when she saw it she started to object but I didn't care. I pushed her flat on her back and began tying her to the bedposts. I laughed and said, "You're the one who picked out the bed frame with four perfect bedposts to tie you to. I told you I would take advantage of this bed and now it's time.
She said "I'm really I'm not into this."
I told her if she was annoying I would tape her mouth shut. She didn't say another word.
"This is what's going to happen. (I decided to tell her what I was doing in hopes she would realize it's not bad and she would relax). I read about something called forced orgasms. I'm going to make you come three times in thirty minutes whether you want to or not. I'll give you five minutes of rest before we start the next orgasm. During those five minutes you will suck my cock. I'm confident you will come three times but if we need more time I'll go past the thirty minutes but that's the goal. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"I am in control here you will address me as sir. If I ask a question, sir will either be used at the beginning or end of your answer. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir."
"There is one other rule. You will not orgasm unless you have my permission. How do you think you should ask for permission?"
"Oh umm, I guess, can I come, sir?"
"That's not respectful at all. How about this, you come up with a better way to ask or I will give you your first punishment.
"No way, ok how about sir, may I please orgasm?"
"Perfect, you may also say come but nothing else. Understand one thing, I will punish you if you do not follow the rules. If you orgasm without permission I promise you will not enjoy what I have in mind.
I will use my hands for the first orgasm, my mouth for the second and a vibrator for the third and final. Are you ready to start?
"Yes, sir."
I stayed fully dressed because I felt there was a power dynamic with me dressed and her totally naked, tied up and spread out exposed. I straddled her hips. Kissed her passionately. Moved down to her breasts. While sucking on them I moved my hand between her legs and was pleasantly surprised.
"You have been saying no to being tied up for so long but you're soaked."
I moved off and sat next to her. I lightly traced my fingers around her breast, down the center of her stomach, around her clit, down one side of her pussy lips, onto her thigh, crossed to the other thigh and made my way up. When I traced her other pussy lip I noticed when she thought I was about to touch her clit she took a breath so I skipped the clit and went back up to her other breast. I then used my finger to trace her pussy lips and circle her clit for several minutes of teasing. She started to raise her hips to get her clit toward my finger hoping I would make contact. I finally took the pad of my index finger and lightly grazed her clit from top to bottom. She moaned, gasped and took a breath.
"Do you want more of that?"
"Yes, sir."
"How do you ask?"
"Sir, will you please touch my clit?" Em hates saying vulgar words. Her saying the word clit was another win for me. I think she knew what she had to do to have an orgasm. I again grazed across it.
"Look at your clit and tell me what you see?"
Her head raised, "Sir, my clit is huge. I have never seen it so swollen."