You always did enjoy date night..going out with the man you loved. And as he liked to make things spicy, it was always an adventure. He set out the remote control vibrating egg, placing it on the panties you picked out to wear, while you were in the shower. You couldn't help but smile when you saw it.
Of course, you put it in.
He didn't use the remote the entire drive to the restaurant, which surprised you. The anticipation was maddening though. You could feel its weight in your pussy, especially when you shifted your hips. He just smiled at you lovingly.
He waited until you were in the middle of your order to hit the remote. Vibrations flooded your body, and you gasped aloud. The waitress looked alarmed, asked if you were OK. He looked at you with a vaguely worried look, which didn't touch his eyes in the least. You smiled, tried not to squirm, and said it was just a muscle cramp.
He would buzz you on and off all evening..not enough to get you even close..but enough to get your panties soaked. He would wait until you went to sip your drink, or when the waitress returned. Near the end of your meal, he handed you a small card. It read : Go to the bathroom now, remove your bra, and your panties. NO questions. You excused yourself to the restroom, and had to fight to walk straight, and not to moan into the mirror as you touched up your makeup. Still..he was being unusually light with it..you couldn't help but wonder what else was in store for you tonight. The inner questions made you almost faint with desire.
You walked out of the restaurant, holding tightly to his hand. He had the remote on, and it was beginning to drive you mad. Instead of going to the car, he pulled you, almost roughly, around the side of the building. As soon as you were in the shadows, he turned you to face the wall, and half bent you over. He lifted your black skirt, and ran his fingers over your wet,open pussy. You feel him slip out the vibrator, and you are even more excited to hear its now loud buzz on the night air. You hear the whisper of his pants open, and then he is behind you. His cock is rock hard, and scorchingly hot. He slams it home inside you unusually rough for him, causing you to bite your lip to keep from crying out in pleasure. He lifts your shirt and pushes you further into the wall. You feel the rough, cool brickwork against your nipples, and the side of your face. He reaches down with the hand that is not keeping you pressed against the stone, and holds the egg to your clit. You moan as the vibrations add to the pleasure.
He fucks you, hard, slapping his body against yours. You feel the heat building inside of you...and then without warning he stops and pulls out of you. You look around in alarm, thing you have been caught at last..but all you see is him putting his still hard cock away into his pants. You start to ask him why, but he stops you with a gentile kiss, and whispers "The night is still young, my love." His last act is to slowly, lovingly, slip the egg back inside you.
You are home, and you don't know if you are angry at being so cruelly teased, or a little afraid to see what comes next. Again he silently takes you by the hand, and leads you through your darkened house, to your play room. He undresses you rapidly, with none of the loving caresses and kisses that are his norm. He doesn't even smile, until he carries the leather blindfold to you. He makes sure it is quite snug, and that you are quite blind, before kissing you deeply. You are smiling now, hoping..
He takes your hand and leads you to the one wall. You hear the rattle of the chains and the hiss of the velcro, as he binds your wrists. You are quite trapped, chained to the wall. He left them slightly longer than normal, giving you a little movement range. You hear him, behind you..then feel him kiss the back of your neck. Sparks shoot through your already aroused body..stronger when you feel the leather collar slip around your neck, and be clinched tight.
He leaves you then, with a slight caress down your body. You hear water running in the bathroom. You smell..something..earthy..you cant decide what. You stand there, bound, for what may be two minutes, or could be five. You are very aware of your nakedness, and your arousal.You gasp and give a little jerk when he touches you again. He laughs softly, and begins to run a sea sponge over you, soaked in almost hot water, and scented oil. You moan in pure pleasure as you feel the warm water run down your skin, and the slight roughness of the sponge is a delight. He carefully washes your face..slowly runs hot wet circles over your breasts, until your nipples are straining. He stops short of your sex, although the rivulets of water slipping over your pussy drive you mad. He kisses your cheek as he washes your back, and you can feel him, naked and hard pressing into you. You try to push your hips back into his cock, needing to feel him, but he just steps away.