This story was written for and dedicated to my Dom. I was asked what I would do given the opportunity to switch, scared meβbut it also pushed me to expand and think more about O/our relationship.
I finally managed to beat you home from work; usually you are home before I am because you go to work at a different time. I have been trying for weeks to beat you home from work because you told me that you would let me have you as my toy for part of a night if I could manage to make it home before you without skipping out of my own work.
I have spent enough time being a sub that I know it is what I want and what I love. While I have been nervous about being in the lead for the night, I know everything will be alright because you will be there with me. Even if you can't speak to me, I know how to read your body well enough that I will know if I am doing things the right way.
As you walk in the door you see me kneeling naked waiting for you with my eyes on the floor. You walk up to me and lift my chin forcing me to look you in the eyes and you nod. You had told me previously that this was my signal for knowing that it was my turn to Dominate you. You back away from me as I gracefully stand up and walk up to you telling you not to move. I start with your shirt, stripping you out of it, teasing the whole time. Kissing your neck and running my nails all over your upper body. As your shirt comes off I stop to play with your nipples, twisting and pinching them until they are hard and aching. Sliding my hands down the front of you I kiss and lick my way to your nipples and nibble, bite and lightly chew on them as I work on the buttons of your pants. I then step back and tell you to take everything off but your underwear and to follow me.
At the play room door I stop you and tell you to put on a blindfold, I do not want you to see what I have in store for you tonight. I take your hand and lead you into the center of the room. All you feel is the cool air blowing around you because I have turned a small fan on in the corner. I take both your hands and ask you if you trust me. Then you feel the cold metal of hand cuffs latching onto your wrists, locking your hands in front of you. As your hands are pulled upwards, higher and higher, you realize that I have tied a rope to the chain on the cuffs and have threaded it through the eye bolt in the ceiling. You can feel the tug of the rope as your arms are pulled straight up. I pull the rope until you are almost standing on your tippy toes before I tie it off.
I then kneel down in front of you and pull your cock out through the opening on your boxer shorts. Slipping it into my mouth and sucking it all the way down my throat swallowing so I do not choke. I pull back to the head and run my tongue all around the tip and the bottom of it, applying a little more pressure there, and making sure to tongue the slit. As I am doing this I have also reached for the spreader bar and am beginning to attach it to your ankles by feel, as I keep you distracted with my mouth on your cock. I take it all the way down my throat again and drag my teeth along it on the outstroke, forcing your feet as wide as the spreader bar will go, forcing you to your toes. I stay and suck on the head of your cock running your balls around in my hands until you are almost ready to cum before pulling away. Once you have had enough time to wonder what will happen next, you feel the cold metal of scissors on your leg and hear the sound of your boxers being cut away.