I step out of the bath and onto the mat as water drips down my body. I'm hyper aware of the rivulets that fall between my breasts and down my thighs. I am relaxed from the wine and aroused from the spicy book I was just reading. If I'm being honest, my hands were also between my legs for a little while there.
I lazily towel off with my slightly swimming head. My nipples are hard and stretched as the towel passes over them. I know where I want this night to go. Walking out of the bathroom into our bedroom I glance over to the bed. Shock immediately fills my features.
"Come here." He commands.
He is sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for me. In the half a second it takes me to take in the scene before me, his eyebrow shoots up.
"Now, kitten. I've been waiting long enough."
I don't waste any more time walking toward him. Right away I notice an addition to our bed frame. Wide black straps come from all 4 corners. Then I notice the cuffs beside him.
Standing as I near him, he grabs my hand holding the towel forcing me to drop it to the ground.
"That was a long bath you took. Are you relaxed?" He asks.
"Yes, very relaxed."
"Yes, daddy, you mean. Good. Tonight you're going to do exactly what I want you to do."
My stomach flips with anticipation. I love it when he takes control.
"Ok, daddy. What do you want me to do first?"
He grabs the cuffs from the bed, "hold your hands out."
My skin is so sensitive from the hot water but I swear it ignites when he touches my wrist. He fastens the first cuff and moves to my other wrist.
"Were you touching yourself in the bath, kitten?"
How did he know? Who am I kidding? I'm predictable. I always feel aroused in the bath and end up touching myself. Then I get out and initiate some sort of intimacy with him.
"Yes, daddy."
"Did you cum?" His voice is harder with this question.
"No, daddy. I got out to touch you. Your touch is always so much better than my own."
A glimpse of a smirk brushes the corners of his mouth. "Good. All your pleasure is mine tonight. Lay down on the bed, face up."
I do as he says and he grabs an ankle and attaches the third cuff. As he is attaching the fourth my stomach dances with anticipation of where the night is going. He knows I've wanted to explore some light bondage but this is the most he has ever done with me.
"Spread your legs"
I do and he clips the cuffs to the straps. I expect him to walk to each side and attach the wrists as well but he doesn't. Instead he climbs onto the bed and straddles my chest. His thick cock is brushing my chin and I can't help myself as I dip my head to lick it. His precum is salty and lingers on my tongue. He grabs my wrists, pins them above my head, and shifts his hips to better angle into my mouth.
"Open your mouth."
"Yes, da-"
I'm immediately cut off as he shoves the tip in. Heat spreads in my belly at the dominance of the move. I open wider because as coy and demure as I pretend to be, I'm really a slut who loves pleasing and fucking her husband.
He moves my wrist and I feel the cuff click into place and then the second one. I don't care because my mouth is busy, licking, sucking, taking as much as he'll give me.
It isn't long enough and then he pulls out and away from my mouth. I pout and even a little whine comes out of my mouth.
"Eager little slut aren't you? I do love that you're always ready to please me. But I have other plans for you yet so let's not get too carried away."
He starts tightening the straps so they are taut and pulling on my wrists and ankles.
