"But I didn't think you would be sleeping with other men apart from Edward, I thought it was just going to stay in our little circle, not having others come in as well."
"Albert has come to me before with Edward, I know he means me no harm." I replied handing his hand reassuringly.
With that he turned and headed back down the stairs, "if you sure you are going to be ok with it and as long as I still have your heart, I shall live with it. All I want is for you to be happy baby." He said as he turned back round and went the rest of the way down the stairs.
I got into my room and sat on the edge of the bed a while before actually laying down. I lay there thinking about what Albert was going to do to me, would he be rough or gentle, he had shown signs of both the last time we had met.
I must have been tired as the next thing I knew I was being awoken by hands pulling at my legs and then at my arms. I was being tied to the bed. I quickly opened my eyes to see Albert finishing off tying me to the bed posts. I was totally spread open and vulnerable.
Albert stood at the end of the bed just looking at me for ages before coming to sit by my side.
"Remember," he said softly, "this is how we first met, you where exactly the same way you are now, and right at that moment, I knew I wanted you. I knew I wanted to put my hands all over your body, to make mad passionate love to you, but I had to do it Edwards way. When you told us about the dream you had after, I wanted to be the one that held you, I wanted to be the one to comfort you." As he said these words, his hand was slowly running down my body, over my breasts, my nipples becoming erect at his touch. He reached under the bed for something, when he straightened out, I saw he had a knife in his hand, I reacted violently remembering what the last man did that had a knife in his hand. But Albert moved off the bed and too my feet.
"I wanted so much to do this back then, I just had to tie you to be able to do it now," He said as he smiled and cut the rope holding my left foot against the post, then he moved to my right hand and did the same before sitting back down. I was now tied by my left wrist and my right ankle to the bed.
"I don't want to untie you fully, I just want you to be able to move a little and maybe caress me with your hand while I touch you, ohh god how I want to touch you. You have been on my mind since that day, your kind words to me and once again your words earlier."
I looked at him, his kindness in his voice and in his eyes, I reached across and softly touched his cheek as he was talking to me. He looked back at me and leant in for a deep kiss, I kissed him back with as much passion as he put into it, his fingers flicking over my left nipple as our mouths played with each others, our tongues mingling. I closed my eyes feeling all these sensations at once, my hand slide down his chest as we kissed. He shifted his weight on the bed not breaking the kiss so that my hand fell onto his lap, I felt him hardening under my soft caressing, I tried to undo his pants but he withdrew.
"Not yet, please, not yet. I still have so much more I want to do before I make love to you. Please, let me pleasure you first like I did once before, but I do promise, I shall be more gentle this time. This time I am doing things my way." He said as his hand slowly moved down my body and onto my awaiting pussy, I wanted to moan, but I stopped. He noticed that I wasn't making any sound. "You can be as vocal as you like my dear, I want to hear you, I don't want a slave, I want a lover. Someone not afraid to moan or scream out in pleasure."
As soon as I heard him say these words, a moan left my lips as he pushed one of his cold fingers into me gently before curling it to hit my g-spot.
