He had tied her to a bed and made love with her on two occasions. The first mention of the subject intrigued her, although she could not believe she had agreed. She was even more surprised at how much she enjoyed it. The second time she was eager to participate. Her body was fully in his control, and as orgasm after orgasm raged through her she could do nothing to stop him, even if she had wanted to do so. She did not want to, she submitted to his every whim. The safety word, which would free her from her bondage, was never even close to her lips. Later, untied, talking to him about the experience, she heard herself tell him she would like to reverse the situation, that she would like to tie him and fully control things. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have this woman, and how much he wanted to experience such aggression on her part.
In the guest room of the lake house there was a four-post bed. As they sat in the living room shortly after arriving one afternoon, the conversation turned sexual, as they knew it would, and they both knew what they were about to do. He picked her up and carried her to the bed, where he had placed four neckties to create four perfectly placed points for bondage. He now offered her the chance she had requested, and while she would have preferred to wait until evening, she gave in to his request to do it now, and they kissed while various articles of clothing were strewn around the room. When all the clothes were gone and they were locked together in a tight embrace he sat up, taking her with him and asked her to tie him.
While she began to do his right foot, tying his ankle ever so gently, he tied his left leg, and turned to her, kissing first her back, then her mouth as she repositioned herself to tie his hands. She laid him back and sat over him as she did his left hand while he licked her left breast as she leaned to secure her knots. With his still free right hand he stroked her pussy, and she was now bordering on the orgasm she knew she would have but so wanted to delay until the time of her choosing. Finally she finished his left hand, asking demurely if he was comfortable, and then removed his other hand from her clitoris, where it was working the magic that she so treasured. She licked his lubricated fingers as she made the last knot, pulled away and sat over him, commenting about how nice this looked, and how much she had wanted to do this.
She lowered her mouth to his, kissing him and accepting his anxious tongue in response. She ground her pussy against his cock, being careful to let his shaft feel her opening but being equally careful that he not be allowed in. She wanted to excite him beyond his wildest dreams before she took him; she wanted him to want her totally, to lose control and simply explode into her as she controlled his pleasure. So she continued to kiss him, allowing her body to rub against his, cat like, and her moans became like purrs as she ever so slowly maneuvered her way down his body.
At first he could feel and smell her hair as she kissed his neck and upper chest, pausing to suck on his nipples. Then he could only watch as her lithe body was expertly rubbed against his own. She laid her face against his stomach, then kissed his waist, her tongue exploring his belly button, finally reaching his penis, which by now felt as if it would burst. He thought she was going to suck him off, in the manner that only she could, swallowing his semen and licking him clean, doing so with such loving enjoyment, but she had more in mind. She detoured around his cock, running her tongue down to his scrotum, licking his balls with obvious pleasure as he moaned loudly, loving every stroke of her tongue, wishing that this could go on forever.
She wanted to give him the pleasure he was so obviously enjoying, pleasures that he had never before experienced. She was incredibly turned on by his moans, which she knew were caused by her acts and her acts alone as he had no way to assist in the process. He could see her, and watch her spectacular body work its magic on him, but he could not touch. He longed to feel her, he needed to have her, but she was in total charge and obviously enjoying her new found power.
Finally, she emerged from below his cock, smiling as she watched him strain against the bonds, knowing how much he wanted to take her, listening as he begged for her body. She moved assuredly to his cock, putting her dainty mouth over the shaft, and he watched as she took half of it into her mouth, he was amazed at how she could show her feelings by the way she so lovingly handled his organ. He fought off an orgasm and now heard himself pleading with her to take him, "Oh baby, please take me, please ride my cock, oh honey please, I want you so much."
