She glances up at the TV, he is still flicking through the channels trying to settle on something to watch, and she snuggles in tighter to him on the bed, a rare day off during the week to spend together. She sighs contentedly.
The doorbell sounds and she grins quickly then returns her face to a passive expression before looking up at him with feigned puzzlement. "Expecting someone, babe?" she asks tilting her head to look up at him.
He shakes his head as he looks down into her puzzled expression, slipping effortlessly from the bed, "I'll go see who it is."
As soon as he leaves the room, she gets out of the bed to rummage through the closet. Finding what she is looking for she quickly strips off and slips on her new shoes she'd hidden at the back.
She closes the curtains to darken the room and sets about preparing the room. Her time is running short as she hears his footsteps on the stairs. She lights the last two candles, shuts the door over and runs and jumps back on the bed. Piling the pillows up she lays back on them, stretched out with her feet crossed at the ankles.
"The parcel is for you..." His voice trails off as he catches a glimpse of her. Her heart flutters as his eyes trail from her feet to her eyes and back down. "New shoes?" he asks.
Smiling softly she barely nods, "The parcel is actually for you, you should open it..."
He gives her a quizzical look as he peels the box open, his eyes moving between her and the box. He pulls a layer of bubble wrap from the box and she watches his expression change, he licks his lips and looks up at her. Gone is the questioning eyes, replaced with a hunger, the look alone makes her shiver with anticipation.
He reaches into the box again, "Someone has been shopping hasn't she?"
Unsure of her voice she just nods. He smirks and she immediately realises her error and stutters "Yes, Sir."
"Mmm, that's my good girl, or maybe you wanted me to test some of my new toys out..."
He pulls out the pair of nipples clamps and swings them by the chain. "My dear, we will have fun tonight..."
"May I look too Sir?" she asks quietly as he picks through the box, not pulling anything else out but just moving it to the side.
His reply is simple, "No."
She watches his face carefully and sees the smirk form on his lips. Her breath catches in her throat as he swiftly hides an item from the box behind his back.
"Now, this is my present and this is the first one I want to use."
She nods as he speaks and replies instantly "Yes, Sir," straining to see behind his back as he steps around from the foot of the bed to stand beside her.
"Ready?" Before she can even respond he pulls out the item, despite herself she laughs and then quickly slaps a hand over her mouth. He looks at her sternly for a moment and she breathes out in relief as the corner of his lips curl up and he smiles.
He flicks the soft material of the blindfold, she picked the pretty one with smooth silky material and trimmed with lace, and she smiles at her choice. "It's pretty isn't it?" he smiles down at her and brushes a hand across her cheek gently. "Yes, it's pretty and will look lovely on you."
He slips the material over her head, resting the blindfold just above her eyes so she can still see, and smiles softly. He motions for her hand; she places hers in his before he reaches into his pocket and stretches her arm out to the top of the bed and tying it there before moving to the other side, once the other side is secured he leans over and kisses her palm.
Her mind is racing, she hadn't even seen him get out those ties and yet they were in his pocket. She is distracted by her thoughts and jumps when she hears the sharp slap of leather against skin, focusing on him again.
She knows he has been watching her for a little, and his face gives away his anger but slight amusement. "What were you thinking?"
She stutters slightly "You had the ties in your pocket and I don't remember you getting them out."
He smiles and laughs. "Oh my girl, I know you better than you do remember? I always plan for every possibility."
She watches him reach forward and pick up her top foot lightly around the ankle, sliding his hand up her calf, kneading her skin as he goes. She feels the goose bumps rise on her skin and closes her eyes briefly, enjoying the touch of his hands on her body.
"When did you get these shoes?" he asks.
She pauses briefly as his fingers slide over the top of her foot, his fingertips brushing down the side of the black glittered surface and down to the point of the 3 inch heel, "on Friday of last week."
"They are stunning and suit you."
She smiles at his compliment. "Thank you."
He extends her leg out to the side and picks up the other, he slowly snakes his hands and fingers over her skin, giving it the same attention as the first before laying it down on the bed. He reaches in his pocket again and pulls out the remaining two ties and secures her ankles to the bed, stepping back his eyes travel all over her body causing her to shiver as she watches him.
"Ok I think that's enough." She barely has time to think before he is back at her side and pulling the blindfold down over her eyes.
She bites her lip and strains her ears to listen for where he is in the room. She feels his breath on her skin near her side and tries to pull that way.
"Settle girl, we're just getting started."
She takes a few deep breaths to settle herself, relaxing against the pillow behind her and feeling her heart beat slow slightly.
The original anticipation slowly decreasing as the minutes count by, she has lost track of time and starts counting to keep track. She hasn't heard him at all in the room and she frowns slightly. Her heart rate picks up again as she feels her panic rising; she tugs at the restraints at her wrists and flexes her feet.
As quickly as her brow furrows with her concern, his lips are on her forehead kissing her tenderly, "Don't frown, I'm right here."
She smiles and relaxes again, now she can hear him moving around, he is at the foot of the bed again rummaging in his new treasure chest. She can hear him make slight sounds, a small laugh here or an interested mumble there.
"I wish I'd been there when you placed this order. I can only imagine how wet you must have been. When did you do it?" he asked.
She considers the question for a moment and a small smile plays on her lips. "Well, remember the night you said I was being a naughty little minx?"
He laughs. "Which time?"
She laughs along with him, "Well it was one of those times and I think you knew something was up because you didn't let me cum that night."
The silence returns and she frowns again and he tuts. "Why are you frowning now?" he asks.
"You always tell me how easily distracted I am, and as I lay here I am trying to keep track of time I am counting and then lose track of that. I can see why it must frustrate you."
She hears the smile in his voice as he speaks again, his fingertips brushing down the inside of her lower calf, "Let me worry about the time today, you just sit back and relax. After all you did say this gift was for me and I plan to take my time."
She feels a shiver course through her body, goose bumps rising on her skin as she ponders this for a moment. She sighs out a deep breath and settles back to wait.
She hears the sound of the chain on the clamps again; as she focuses on the sound she feels the cold metal drape over her foot and drop down on each side. The rummaging sound once again fills her ears; she can hear his feet shuffling along the floor around her feet.
"This is quite the collection; do you have any preference for where to start? Well I do so let's get started."
She quickly controls the smirk on her lips but, as usual, she is too late. "Smirking pet?"
"Yes, Sir. I'm sorry Sir. I find you funny," she blurts out.
"Funny? You find me funny? We'll see if you still think that at the end of the night. Now..." She can hear him pacing back and forth at the end of the bed. His footsteps stop just to the right of centre and she feels the change of weight on the bed as he picks up an item, his footsteps move around to her side and she turns her head towards him.
Suddenly she feels his warm lips against hers and pushes up to him only to be pushed back. As she opens her mouth to say something her mouth is immediately filled with the taste of new silicone rubber.
He buckles the gag behind her head, gently moving her hair away from the catch. "Ah peace, at last." She knows that chuckle, it's a chuckle that tells her he knows she is glaring at him even through a blindfold and she is.
