It was not our first light step into the Bondage arena and to be honest, deep down it isn’t our thing. But my smart husband was at all times up to something new regardless, knowing it might end up being no more than a laugh (from both of us) at the end of things.

Not that we were laughing at our Bondage play, but l don’t think either of us was counting the minutes to do it again. That said l did not have a (NO) waiting in the wings if he brought it up again, nor do l still.

This little ditty is when he brought his game up a notch, l hope you enjoy it. Sadly those heavy into the subject might not, and I’m sorry for that. Maybe go no further, but l will leave that up to you.

I came to bed fresh out of the shower and although l knew sex was on the menu the bedroom was completely dark. That was the first thing that told me something was up, to my delight l might say.

My husband was not even in bed, a fact l learned when he spoke out in the darkness from behind me.

“do not speak, just lay yourself on the bed”

My pussy was already melting, so l was happy to comply with his demand (well request) The first thing l felt was having a blindfold placed over my eyes, call me simple but it was already pitch black in the bedroom. But he at all times had a reason for everything and this became an crucial part as you will read.

Next l heard the pull of the chain from one of the lights on our nightstands, yet l was robbed of it. He kisses my lips, then my breasts, and even below but far less time spent on each than normally. Then he took my hand and places a velcro strap attached to our Iron bed, l was not surprised that the other wrist and both ankles quickly followed.

What l was surprised to be an odd feeling to one of my nipples, it was firm and cold. As a strange sound filled my ears l felt my nipple being sucked up into something, it hurt a bit but it was also very pleasurable at the same time. The other followed with the same treatment done to it. And of my God, when he pulled with their refusal to leave a gust of pleasure raced throughout my body.

He kissed his way down my body and a similar feeling happened directly on my bean (clit) and it was even more responsive than my nipples by far, it also hurt more too.

Back and forth he pulled above and below and continued to do so long after a climax. At some point, l guess he wanted to taste his reward, and l felt the release of the lower cylinder. his mouth quickly replaced it. Not that he has not before but this time sucking on my bean felt even more wonderful, which was hard to believe that could even happen.

l our course came again and then enjoy his scouting for every droplet of nectar. At that point, l was hoping for his cock but instead, he returned to my nipples. Another pull woke me back up to their existence, and l was moaning once again and away to another climax.

He released one and started sucking upon it, l wonder how big it might have become. l pulled at my straps wanting to know badly but they were too strong. l pleaded to him to let me free and l must know.

l heard the release of one of my hands before actually knowing of its release, my hand raced but before l could get there he had already wrapped his mouth around my nipple once again.

More for the pleasure l reached down to work my clit, finding it yet engorged. It was like a tiny cock that excited me to the point l climaxed again, even before stroking it like the tiny cock it was. l know girls who had such a thing but mine was small in comparison, that said very much in working order.

It was now sticky as if on fire and l could not withstand a taste. l brought my fingers to my mouth to taste the Fruit of the Gods. My husband reacted by placing my wrist back from where it came from, only this time and for the first time, l fought him back.

Of course, he had no issue overpowering me, leaving me his captured and that fact was now more real than ever before also. With slight anger, l pulled at my restraints yet in a way not want to win the battle. l could see at that moment what most might see in such a thing far better than ever before.

Those wants, those needs, quickly changed when l felt his cock inside of me. His smashing at my very sensitive cliity caused a flood of one orgasm after another.

l pleaded for him to let me taste his cock, knew how sloppy sweet it has to be. Being a good Master he allowed me but not until making me cum again. Allow me to say, l was not disappointed.

Maybe for his own pleasure as well as mine he freed my hands. One sprinted for his balls while the other returned to my pussy, both thrilled.

His balls were sticky and wet and a big part of me wanted to keep them all for myself. But if anyone deserved thanks in return it was him. So with the cum score being zero vs, shit I guess ten or maybe more. l know what would help to get him over the edge, and l was hungry for his salty load.

I milked his swollen balls a bit then l slipped one of my sticky fingers in his ass, and began to finger fuck him.

He warned me to stop, but again l knew exactly what l was doing and wanted. My want and his end arrive less than a minute later.

That Wasn’t our trip down that road but it stands out as one of my favorites if you enjoyed one speck of the amount l loved having it done to me and memories ever since this was a success in my books.