Addison and I had decided not to travel home for Thanksgiving, but instead to spend it together at her place down the street from the University. We had made plans for a little Thanksgiving dinner and starting our own holiday traditions. Personally, I had made special plans and acquired some new bondage gear in preparation of pushing Addison's submissive boundaries.
Wednesday morning I delivered a wrapped box and her morning coffee to Addison before I hurried off to work. The small card attached to the box let her know that I loved her and that she needed to open the box when she was alone. Shortly after arriving at work I got a text from her thanking me for the coffee and the gifts. The blindfold, wrist & ankle cuffs and a set of leather straps to attach to the cuffs were a hint into what our weekend held in store once we were alone.
Addison's roommate Beth and her boyfriend Jake we're headed home to see their families for the holiday and were scheduled to leave at 6:00. I knew that Jake being around would put Addison in a bad mood as usual since she loathed him and the way he treated women in general. So in order to distract her while he was there, I gave her very specific instructions. She was to be freshly showered, her pussy shaved bare, and to be waiting in the center of her living room floor on her knees in the submissive position I had showed her a few weeks prior at exactly 6:45. Her instructions were to be wearing only the blindfold, wrist & ankle cuffs. The straps that would allow me to secure her were to be placed neatly on the floor in front of her. She was not to speak or make a sound, but only to follow any instructions given both verbal and physical.
Well the best laid plans and intentions were quickly forgotten as I was forced to stay late at work. While I was tempted to text Addison and let her know of the slight change, I thought the anticipation of waiting nude on the floor would enhance the submissive experience. Little did I know how very wrong and very right I was.
(As told to me by Addison)
I was a bundle of excitement and nervousness rolled into one as I closed myself in my bedroom after wishing Beth a happy Thanksgiving and shooting Jake a go fuck yourself look. As I showered and shaved I couldn't resist the temptation to tweak my nipples and give myself a little fingering. After putting on a little perfume and my new wrist & ankle cuffs I peeked out the window to be sure that Beth and Jake's cars were both gone.
Relived to be alone, I went out into the living room, lit a couple of candles and settled into my submissive position with my blindfold on precisely at 6:45. Sitting exposed and unable to see made time seemed to be at a standstill. Finally I heard a key in the door and heard it open and close with a rush, followed by nothing but silence. Able to hear nothing but my own heart pounding in my chest, I recalled Chris's final instructions for no talking, no sounds, follow all verbal and physical commands.
(As told to me by Jake)
My dad called just after I got on the highway informing me that everyone at home was sick and that for my health I should stay away. The timing on that was fucking great as Beth had already left to go to her families place so I was stuck alone for the weekend. I decided to swing back by Beth's place to grab a couple of games and movies before heading home. Preoccupied with thoughts of the weekend I let myself in and stopped short as I noticed the Queen bitch herself Addison kneeling on the floor naked and blindfolded.
Addison and I have a hate hate relationship, she doesn't feel I am good enough for her best friend and I feel that she is simply a woman with to many damned opinions. Seeing her kneeling there with her bare pussy glistening in the candle light and her incredible tits with hard nipples I knew my chance to put the bitch in her place was now or never. Moving silently across the room I knew that Addison must be waiting for Chris, but a slut is a slut and this one is presenting herself to me.
Reaching down I firmly grasped both of Addison's gorgeous nipples giving them a hard twist. To the sluts credit her mouth fell open but she did not make a single sound. After a few moments of pinching, twisting, slapping and roughly mauling those beautiful tits, I stepped back to strip my clothes off.
(As told to me by Addison)
The surprise of the incredible intensity that Chris was pinching my nipples caused me to nearly let out a moan, however my sir had issued very specific instructions and I was not going to fail. Chris and I had talked about being more aggressive and exploring my submissive nature. The gifts and the way he was treating my tits were signals I took as him embracing the opportunity to be alone and to explore our hidden desires and fantasies.
