'Cuffs
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Click.
That was the sound that woke me from my dream. It was a nice dream too. One of my favorites.
What made the click, though?
I attempted to stretch and 'What the hell?' My wrists are locked over my head.
I'm handcuffed to my bed. In the dark. Shit.
I look around the room and, finally, see her, sitting there watching me.
"Babe, is there something you want to tell me?" I ask. She'd never mentioned wanting to try bondage before. I wouldn't have minded, except I like to be prepared for these things.
"Yes Kevin, I do have something I want to tell you. I have an issue with our relationship."
This is new. Carol has never complained about anything before this. "You felt the only way to talk about it was with me handcuffed to the bed?"
Talking wasn't what she had in mind.
"I have a control issue, Kevin. You see, everytime we're together, making love, fucking, whatever, you control the situation. Not tonight. Tonight I control things."
I relax a little. Ok, so it's not a burning bed thing. My girlfriend isn't going to murder me, she just wants control. Fine. I can deal with that.
"Umm what does that entail, sweetie?"
"Well actually it doesn't involve anything on your part. You just have to lay there."
Ah...I like this already.
She moves toward the bed and begins to kiss me on the neck. I love that. She makes her way down to my nipples and bites them. I shiver. She flicks her tongue over them and nips at them for a bit. It's wonderful. I like this game. She works her way down to my stomach.
Now here I am, handcuffed to my bed with an exquistely beautiful woman working her way down my chest to my stomach and lower. You would think I'd be thrilled.
It begins to occur to me how key a roll the cuffs play.
Carol knows how much I like to touch her. Her face, her back, everything. I need to feel her. I can't do that. But, I can deal...right?
She's got her tongue in my navel. Jesus! My hips automatically shift upwards toward her.
She pulls back.
"I said, you lay there, Kevin. You don't do anything. You can't move at all. No shifting, no lifting your ass off the bed. Nothing. Every time I think you moved, I'm going to stop doing whatever I'm doing and I may not start again. It's up to you."
I am going to die. She's going to kill me slowly.
"Babe, you can't be serious? How can I not move?!
"Not my problem. But every time you start moving, I stop. I control things, and if you can't do what I say, I'll just have to stop playing with you."
She starts with my navel again and it takes every bit of strength I have not to move. Jeez!
She lifts her eyes to mine. "Good boy. Now let's see how strong you really are." She laughed.
I've never heard a more wicked sound in my life.
She moves down to my thighs.
I know she's trying to kill me now. There is no other reason for this game.
She begins to lick and suck my inner thigh. I shift just a bit. It's involuntary! I can't help it.
She stops and moves to the edge of the bed.
"Aw Kevin. Here I thought you were so strong. Tsk, tsk. I had such plans for you, but I guess we can't play cause you don't want to keep still."
I'm harder than a rock. I'm sweating and I am about to break the post that these damn handcuffs are linked to!
"Problem baby?" She smirked at me.
"I didn't move." I did, but if I argued, maybe she'd take pity on me and get back to what she was doing.
"Kev honey don't whine, you sound like Nick. Yes you did move, but, because I'm such a sweet person, and I really want to do this, I'm going to give you another chance. Understand one thing: If you move, even a smidge, I'll leave you handcuffed to this bed trying to figure out how to get out of these cuffs give yourself a hand-job, I swear!"
She's kidding, right? There's this look of pure evil in her eyes. She's not kidding.
"I won't move. Baby, please..."
I do sound like Nick.
I feel her breath on my other thigh and force my mind someplace else. This is no easy task. I love her tongue. The only thing on earth better than her tongue is the rest of her body.
She's working her way up my crotch. Dear God. Don't think about...don't think about...I'm going to pass out.
She runs her tongue along the underside of me. As she reaches the tip she kisses it.
I'm definitely going to pass out.
"Carol, please...I can't do this..."
I want to shove myself into her mouth, but I know if I move she'll walk out the door. I would die.
"Carol stop. Please." I have never begged for anything in my life, but I beg now.
She looks at me quizzically but sits up on the bed.
As soon as she is away from me, I wiggle, and shake. She never said I couldn't ask her to stop for a break! I needed a second to get my wits about me.
"Ah! You cheat. I told you that I have control not you. I hope you enjoyed that buddy, it will not happen again." She seemed pissed but there was a grin on her face and a smile in her eyes.
She takes all of me in her mouth at once and devours me completely.
Of course being guy with the worst case of blue balls in the world, I buck my hips toward her mouth. It's not even an iota! She can't possibly tell, can she?
She continues to suck me. It's heaven the way her mouth moves around me. Maybe I can do it again.
As I attempt to move with the little bit of rhythm she's started, she stops.
Oh God I'm gonna die.
"Kevin Scott Richardson...what did I tell you? I told you if you moved, You would have to figure out how to get out of those cuffs and give yourself a hand-job didn't I?"
"Yes." I sound like a two year old about to be punished.
"In the time we've been dating, have I ever lied to you?"
"No. But Baby, please..."
She gets off the bed and moves the the chair across from me. The one she was sitting in when I woke up.
She just stares at me like she doesn't care. It doesn't bother her one bit that I'm laying here with the worst hard-on in history. I begin to hump the air. I need friction from something, anything.
I am going to beg again. I don't care. I need her to finish this.
"Carol. Honey please. I won't, I won't move anymore. I promise."
Damn. I promised.
"Gotcha", was all she said.
Carol and I had two things that kept us together. Once a promise is made, there's no breaking it. The other is no lies. She hates both.
Since I'd just made the promise from hell, I couldn't move even if a snake wrapped itself around my neck.
She moved back between my legs.
"Goodness what a big boy you are...more so than usual I think."
She rubs her cheek against my hardness. Then her mouth is at the tip of it.
I look at her. She is beautiful. Her big brown eyes look right at me as she kisses it again.
Don't move, don't move, don't move, Kevin, don't you fuckin move! This is all I can tell myself.
She runs her tongue along the head in a circular motion.
I have to force myself to breathe. And to not look at her. She knows what she's doing. She has complete control and there is nothing I can do about it.
Since she's at my head, she must read minds.
"Let it go Kevin. That's the whole point. You have to give up control. You have to let go. You won't regret it darlin, I promise."
The only thing I feel is her mouth around me. She takes all of me again. I can't fight anymore.
She sucks harder, her mouth is tighter than ever.
She puts her hand on my stomach and I look in her eyes again. She nods at me.
I can move now.
I quickly catch her rhythm, it only takes a second.
I love her mouth. I completely love fucking her this way. I want to put my hands in her hair, around her face, anywhere, but the cuffs are still in place.
"Baby..the cuffs...?"
She shakes her head no, never breaking our rhythm.
Her mouth tightens more and I am about to come.
"Carol...ah...honey...I'm gonna..."
She seems to tighten up more on me...that's all it takes...
I explode. I can't hear anything but my blood pouding in my ears. I can only see stars because my eyes are shut so tight.
In the three years we've been dating I've never come like this.
She doesn't waste a drop of me. Not one. I can tell because her mouth never leaves me. She sucks me as if her life depends on it.
I fall back on the bed, handcuffs still intact.
Finally I open my eyes and look down my body. There is a slight popping sound as she releases me from her mouth.
She smiles at me and crawls up the length of my body till her mouth is next to mine. She licks her lips. They are the most luscious lips in the world.
She leans in close enough for me to lick her lips too. I kiss her. Her lips are full and a little swollen. She tastes a little salty, but sweet.
"So, Do you think you can give me control more often."
I think about it for half a second.
"Hell yes."
She laughs and I hear the sound that started all of this.
Click
The cuffs are off. I wrap my arms around her.
Yea, I definitly need a pair of these.
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