"It's time for your fantasy to come true", she said, and I felt more blood trying to fill my dick, but it was already full.
We had been building up to this for a long time. The night where we lay in bed and we exchanged secret fantasies, and I went first with my fantasy of being dominated and teased, a fantasy she took and ran with right away, tying me up and denying me release until I agreed she did not have to share her fantasy with me.
Over the next few weeks I stopped at the local sex boutique and brought home presents to Cindy: blindfolds, restraints, ticklers, a riding crop, cock rings. I would work in things I had purchased on-line and squirreled away when I thought we were ready. A few things I had selected when I was really turned on I did not have the courage to bring out yet.
Every few days she would ask what I bought her that day and she would work it into our play sessions that night, and the fantasy escalated. She loved the control and I loved being controlled. She would make me service her until she was sated and I was begging for release, and then she would ride me hard or release me and I would take her like an uncaged animal.
She respected the boundaries of my fantasy. I did not want to call her Mistress or wear feminine clothes or be beaten hard. We had an equal relationship in our everyday life, except when she wanted sex.
She began to enjoy the teasing even more, and when we had time she would make the sessions last many hours. She began to elicit promises from me as a condition to being released, but with something added for me also, such as taking her to a chick flick while wearing my cock ring or doing the dishes naked with a leash around my balls while she sat in a chair close by in a leather outfit drinking a martini.
She also began to discover more of my fantasies, ones I told her I didn't necessarily want to act out, but that turned me on, including her showing me off to another woman while I was helpless.
One day she had me tied spread eagle to the bed and blindfolded and told me that she had told her friend Deb about my fantasy. Deb found me attractive and wanted to see my cock. I twitched involuntarily.
I had never met Deb but answered the phone once when she called for Cindy. She had a sexy voice and flirted with me on the phone. I couldn't believe Cindy would really do this, but being helpless and sightless made for a better fantasy.
Cindy told me Deb was a recently divorced co-worker who had moved to our town to start over and had not found a boyfriend yet. She was very horny. Cindy had just showed me her picture the previous night, asking if I had any single friends who might be interested. She was an attractive athletic blonde, and I would have helped her out if I was not married.
"Here she is now" Cindy said and left the room and then I heard Deb's voice saying hello and Cindy telling her she had to be quiet and she could come and see if she didn't say anything and while I knew this couldn't be happening I wasn't certain.
And then I heard footsteps in the hallway the door opened and my heart was racing and Cindy said, "There he is."
There was a pause.
"You can touch him if you want." I felt hands on my chest and they didn't feel like Cindy's hands. They caressed me and felt my stiff nipples.
"You can go lower."
I felt fingers tentatively touch my cock and balls and I was in heaven. She became more aggressive and touched me more roughly and then began giving me a hand job.
"Do you like feeling Deb's hand on your cock?", Cindy asked me.
I nodded.
"Would you like her mouth on your cock?"
