After you allowed your pet to have your cum inside my mouth you pulled me up into your lap, petting me and saying what a good girl I was for begging so prettily for your cum. I sigh happily and kiss and nuzzle your neck while I am in your lap. You gently caress my pussy, knowing it is soaking wet from pleasuring you, and from the treat of your cum.
You had built a fire in the fireplace earlier, and now we just relax with some music playing in the background, watching the shadows creep closer to the chair we are sitting in. You keep caressing, pinching, and basically doing anything you want to me.
Finally I kiss your neck one more time and ask if you would like me to fix supper, to which you say yes, but with a modification. Curious I get off your lap (though reluctantly) and I stand beside you. You pull out some rope, turn me around, and give me only a little bit of room to move my hands and arms. Making dinner just became a bit more difficult. :P
I go into the kitchen and start making supper, kabob with dirty rice and steamed broccoli. Seasoned chicken with teriyaki sauce and other spices, built with peppers (red & green) and onions. I put it all together, glad that everything had already been pre-cut, and just a short while later everything is finished.
I put everything onto two plates, bringing it to the table and come back to the living room and tell you that everything is finished. You look up from the book you had been reading, tell me to come over, and I do so. Standing up you pull me into a tight embrace, and since my arms are still constricted, I hug you as much as I am able to (which was not much.)
You lead me into the dining room, sit down, and you tell me to stand still. You turn me around and take up the slack that was in the rope until I have no movement at all. I have just noticed the pillow you must have brought from the living room earlier, and I kneel beside your seat, leaning my head against your thigh. We both start talking about the trip over, the traffic, what the weather is supposed to be while we are there (cold, but not too cold, about 30-40, maybe warming up to mid 50's in the daytime,) all the while you feed me bits and pieces from my plate.
After we eat you remove the rope so that I can clean up, removing the dishes, putting everything in the dish washer and setting it to go. When I am finished I come back into the living room, kneel beside your chair, and we just sit there for a bit, you absently petting my hair while reading your book.
After about an hour you put the book back down and look at me, not sleeping, but drowsing against your leg, my head on your thigh. I had changed positions until I was just sitting down, leaning against you, rubbing my face occasionally against your leg.
You pull me up onto my feet and undress me until I am wearing only Your collar and cuffs. You pull out ropes, and I whimper, knowing you have something devious in mind, and still very turned on from everything so far.
You move the furniture around a little bit, placing the rug in between the couch and a heavy chair, you tie the ropes to the chair and couch and tell me to get on the rug, face up. I do so eagerly, and you tie me tight between them, and all I feel are the cuffs and the rug beneath me. You get up and go to the toys and come back with a blindfold. After making sure I cannot see anything, I feel you leave my side again, and I whimper, needing to feel you close.
Shortly after I feel a light touch, knowing it is either a feather or the rabbit fur flogger. Slowly, lightly you caress your bound, blind, slave, running it up and down my body, I can barely feel it, but it sends my arousal higher.
