"Honey I'm home." I loved Thursdays. They had became my favorite days of the week. I walked upstairs and smiled. I could see her struggling as she tried to get my attention. The ear plugs blocked out most of the sound but not all of it. The handcuffs around her wrists had ground down most of her energy through the day. The blindfold had dimmed any remaining sense she had of time. Behind the dark cover that covered her eyes she was probably counting trying to determine what time it was but eventually she would fail or drift off for a nap. I reached down and stroked the skin underneath the bra strap. She had begged to be allowed to keep at least her bra and panties on.
"Is the air to your liking babe?" I had the air set to where I was chilled slightly. God did she ever look cute. The chain attached to her collar gave her just enough slack to get to the bathroom and to move around slightly within the room.
"Maybe we need to get you a doggy dish for some snacks." I heard a slight growl emanate from her throat. I kissed her forehead and sat down beside her on the cold floor.
"Did you miss me today?" I watched her shake her head no.
"You look so cute when your being defiant." I could hear a muffled scream come from behind the gag.
"Well you remember what Dr. Farthing said if we want to save our marriage. We had to satisfy each other's needs." Another scream came from her throat as she shook her head no. I reached out and rubbed my hand over her back underneath her bra strap. My hand trailed down and rubbed her chest and felt the slight scar just below her last rib she got when she was a kid. She tried to move closer into my hand. Her skin was slightly cool to the couch and a slight tremble told me she was probably cold.
"You know its been seven weeks and already I feel like our marriage is so much better." I reached out and placed a slight bite on her neck as I wrapped my arms around her waist. She was cold as she inched over and closer into my arms. I had joined a gym and stopped working my usual 10 hour days. She had wanted me home more and .. well I was enjoying myself more with her. Besides I was close to retirement anyway.
"I missed you babe." I kissed her cheek and squeezed her tight. She relaxed a bit ,but I still could tell she was a bit angry at being tied up all day on her day off. That reminded me.
"Babe, how did you turn off the radio." I had left the radio to keep her somewhat entertained and to muffle the noises she made to the outside world.
"Batteries are dead huh." I shook the radio a bit as I opened the battery compartment. I walked back downstairs and could hear her continue to scream underneath the gag. I replaced the batteries and sat the radio back down. The news came soon after. I grabbed a pan and flipped on the burner as I began chopping up the vegetables and the grilled chicken I had left in the fridge. I heard a loud thump on the floor upstairs in the bedroom. I walked upstairs and watched as she tried to sit back up. The leg chains were a bit too tight. I stroked her body and readjusted the G-String she was wearing. I let out a low growl as I snapped the string.
"You know you look good enough that maybe I should just rip those panties off of you and take your right here." I laughed as I reached into the bureau next to the bed. I found the small remote and hit the on button. Her body instantly stiffened as she began to writhe on the floor.
"Does it feel good babe." She tried to shake her head no but I adjusted the intensity of the vibration up and down in quick succession and I could watch her hips move from side to side and then stop quickly. A faint sound escaped the gag as she laid there. I knew exactly what she was doing.
"One." I turned the vibration up and down and then off.
"Two." I felt the small remote in my hand as I toyed with the buttons. She was trying to count to escape into her mind. I continued to count for the next few minutes while I waited for the smells to drift up the stairs. The dinner was done. I flipped off the remote and pocketed it. I heard another muffled scream. I ran my tongue over her back and slipped back down the stairs. A rhythmic series of thumps began on the upstairs floor. She wanted out now.
I chuckled to myself as I dished the stir fry into a large bowl and put some of the seasoning over the top of it. I grabbed two bottles of water and placed them into my pockets and walked upstairs. Her pounding on the floor stopped as soon as I walked in the door to the bedroom. I sat the bowl on the table near the edge of the bed. She struggled but eventually got to her feet. It was almost comical watching her try to negotiate around the bedroom blindfolded.
"Do you want some stir fry babe? All you have to do is say yes." I could hear a muffled word as she frantically shook her head yes. I heard her stomach growl almost on cue. I removed the gag from her mouth.
"God damn it Michael let me out of this thing. You have had your fun now let me out." I uncapped the bottle of water and put it to her mouth.
"Drink slave." She greedily gulped the water down to the bottom of the plastic bottle. I pinched her noise shut and began to tickled her ribs so I could shove the gag back in.
"Fug.. " I was glad that I got the gag back in.