Be careful what you wish for

Last week I wrote about my increasing need to be dominated and specifically tied up.  Be careful what you wish for...

 I followed Neo into the bedroom after he'd gotten home from work one one day and we were doing our usual "hello, how was your day" routine as he walked around taking off his work clothes.  I was on the bed fully clothed in my t-shirt and shorts just watching him go around the room.  Suddenly, he flipped me over on the bed and told me to stay there.  He had this devilish smile on his face, but I still didn't know what was up.  I heard his belt swoosh out of his pants and I started laughing and giggling.  Then, I heard the belt go SNAP! as he folded it onto itself and let me hear what was coming.  My insides quickly tightened and I laughed some more, completely expecting a spanking. 

He came over next to me and pushed slightly between my shoulder blades with the palm of his hand and I relaxed and shut my eyes.  "Don't move, stay there", he ordered and he was off again whistling a funny tune to himself. A minute later he grabbed my ankles, crossed them, and started wrapping his thick leather belt around and around; he tucked and buckled it down (still whistling).  At this point I was loving it and trying to be a good girl, but I was still laughing and that whistling wasn't helping my nerves.  Then, he grabbed my wrist behind my back and he had another belt wrapping me up the same way.  Ok, this was really unexpected!  I'd never been bound this way. I started writhing a little, testing the bonds.  It was holding really well, but I could get out of them if I had to.  I strained to look up sideways at his very tall frame and saw he'd gotten another belt or two.  He was playing with them trying to decide what to do next.  Using a third belt, he strapped my ankles to my wrists and I could sense he was very pleased with himself. At that angle on the bed the only thing I could see was his bulging cock going back and forth next to me as he worked. 

Finally, he gives me what I want and puts his cock into my waiting, wet mouth.  Nervous laughter stops now and he holds my head to thrust into me. I think, Now, that's what I'm talking about!  When he unties my hands I get to sit up and lick him balls to tip, up and down teasing him.  He's still smiling at me and I feel good; he's enjoying it as well.  Then, he takes a belt and gently wraps it around my neck while I am sucking him up and down.  He's standing above me leaning this way and that trying to get a good look at me with what has now become a proper leash around my neck.  Slightly tugging to prevent me from going all the way down and then releasing me to hungrily suck him deep into my throat. He gently pulls me into a standing position and walks me to the mirror to see myself collared and leashed and I have to admit it looks really sexy with my long, thick hair all over.  THIS vision he really likes...it's a new discovery. I tell him, "Well, I always did look good in sleeveless turtle necks and now I know why you liked them so much." 

I don't remember much after that. I know we forgot about the bonds and had some great sex there in front of our dresser mirror.  

This weekend we were at a hardware store and guess who could not keep the giggles away when we were walking away with a large roll of soft rope? 

"Do you two need any help?" the man asked looking very suspiciously at us.  "No, we are just looking around", we laughed and hurried to check out.