Bound Up

My hands were bound at the wrists held tight against the headboard. He then wrapped the soft strap around my ankles, bounding them tight together, attaching them to the footboard. I was layed out, stretched taunt across the bed.



"Can you move?" he whispered into my ear. I tried to pull free, but couldn't. He laughed.



"What will you do to me now?" I asked. We had never played with bondage before. He had always declined the offer before. Tonight when he asked me to bring the straps, I was surprised.



He slipped the silk blindfold around my eyes. "You'll have to wait and see."

As will all of you....