Monday, October 11, 2010

Good one!

My urge to be tied has its ups and downs. This summer it may have been in a valley. Too busy. Not too much drive.

Last weekend my wife spent 2 days at home attending a teleconference. That means she got enough sleep for a change, and a little down time. It also means that I was getting bored near the end. So I decided it was a good time to tie myself up.

Without saying a word to her, I went into the basement bedroom, got naked, and rigged up some straps that bound my arms and legs stretched out toward the four corners of the king size bed. I quietly struggled to get free for over an hour as I counted down the time until the teleconference was over. That is when she was likely to get curious and come looking for me.

As the time drew nearer, I was marveling at my own reactions. My heart raced. Adrenalin pumped. I didn't know if she would be angry, or amused, or indifferent.

Just 15 minutes left. The time is coming closer. I am beginning to get uncomfortable. Suddenly I find a way to escape. I loosen my bonds, relax, and feel like maybe I have had my fix. Then contemplate going back upstairs as if nothing happened.

Something inside me is disappointed. Without thought, the feeling pushes me to quickly fix the flaw in the straps and get trapped. Now I am tighter, more motionless, totally inescapable. Disappointment is gone, adrenaline is back.

After ten minutes of being totally, inescapably trapped and exposed, I hear her coming down the stairs. Nothing I can do. Can't back out of this one. Will she be mad?

She discovers me. Looks me over and figures out that I really can't move or defend myself. Then she throws soccer balls at me. My catch reflex is useless. I have to just let them bounce off of whatever part of me they hit. Then she goes back upstairs. I marvel at my inner self because the prospect that she will likely ignore me and leave me helpless for a few hours gives me the biggest erection I have had all day.

A few minutes later she returns and announces that she is horny. She proceeds to take full advantage of my helplessness while making passionate love to me in several ways. She is insatiable and smokes out my overloaded nerves in more ways than I can stand. Then she cuddles up to sleep next to my still stretched out body.

THIS is what my life long fantasy was all about.
How do we top this (and when)?
Whew!