Sliding the short skirt down my soft-skinned legs, I was relieved to see that my warm bath was almost complete. The water was covered in sensual bubbles, and I was excited to spend some time curled up in the bathtub after my hard day at my desk job. Too many customers with complaints and even my own co-workers usually can’t figure out what they are doing. Shimmying out of a pair of soft, satin panties, I let all of my clothes pile on the floor. I’d figure out what to do with them later. Now completely naked, I slid a hand across my breast and to my thigh. Sometimes I hated my body, but it was moments like these where all of the usual cellulite just seemed soft and sensuous. I propped my laptop up on the small table next to my bathtub and slipped one of my feet into the still-filling bath. Warm. .
Slipping my other leg in, I slowly let my body slide into the comfortably warm bathtub water. Letting the water caress the tips of my breasts, I felt enveloped by its warm embrace. I slowly slid my hands against my breasts, cupping them, sliding my thumbs over my nipples, before releasing and picking up some of the bubbles to clean off my skin. Sliding the bubbles over my breasts again, I cleaned them, taking special care of my nipples. The attention had made my nipples hard and my skin tingle. With a small smile, I slipped my hands underneath the water between my legs.
Using my free hand, I pulled up my favorite online store: GoodVibes.com. My husband and I never used sex toys, but I’d been fantasizing about it for years now. It almost had become a bath ritual. Pulling up the bondage section, I spotted a beautiful red and black bondage kit. I could just imagine my husband pushing me down against our bed, saying “Stay put or else”. I’d quiver as he’d thrust my legs apart, leaving me completely exposed. My skirt would be pulled up over my hips as he clawed my inner thighs roughly. Next, he’d shove my shirt up above my breasts, exposing my breasts as I had been bra-less. A quick slap to my breasts, and he’d reach beside our bed, pulling out a lone cuff.
“I know you’ve been fantasizing”, he’d say. “How naughty of you not to tell me.” I’d whimper, biting my lower lip as he’d roughly grab my wrist and shove it into the cuff before pulling himself off the bed to walk to the bedpost corner to tie my cuff to it. “If you would have been good, I wouldn’t have to treat you like this.” He’d say, pulling my same-side ankle into a cuff and velcroing it shut before pulling my ankle up against the bedpost as well. He’d tie it tightly too – I wouldn’t have any room to move. Next would be the other ankle, as he’d caress my inner thigh to tease me, then my other wrist. Completely tied up, I’d look at him, helpless. I never realized how tall he was – how powerful.
He’d trace his fingers up my inner thighs as I’d submit to his control. The sensation would make my lips part in a sensual moan as my body prepared myself for anything he’d want. He’d slap my crotch lightly after hearing me moan. “Girls who didn’t tell me what they wanted don’t deserve to enjoy it”, he’d command. “At least, not if I can hear it.” With that, he removed his hands and pulled a black and pink ball gag from his pile of objects he’d bought. “Open wide, girl” He’d command, and his voice would be velvet. I’d open wide – I’d do anything he wanted me to do. As he’d slide the ball gag into my mouth, I’d feel full – desirably restrained. I would squirm against the restraints – just to test them. Ever time it’d tug against my skin, I’d feel my body responding in delicious ways.
Crawling back on top of me, I would feel his hardness against my skin. His head would dip lower and slowly circle my nipples with his tongue – then a rough bite. A moan would get trapped in my throat as I tried to be quiet. My lips would rest against the black ball in my mouth as he’d dip his hand between my legs to pleasure me. My hips would buck up against his hand, his touch electricity to my body. My eyes would follow his every movement as he continued to play roughly with even most sensitive parts.
“Oh? Dirty girls like to watch?” He’d purr. “Too bad. They don’t deserve to.” He’d reach back to the pile and pull out a blindfold. Within seconds, he’d have it over my eyes. The world was dark, and all I would be able to feel was his touch. His nails would slide over my soft skin, and my moans would be escaping the ball gag that was tied to me. I’d feel his weight pull on top of me, his skin touching my skin, as he finally entered me. Groping my breasts, he’d pleasure me and himself at the same time. He’d whisper dirty nothings into my ear, arousing me future, and his strained voice would let me know he was at his peak as well. I would try to buck up against his hips to help, but the restraints would keep me down – increasing my excitement.
“You dirty girl”, he’d growl dominantly just as he’d shove himself fully into me, releasing himself into me. As soon as his orgasm subsided, he’d slip his fingers between us two and pleasure me more. I would be already close, but the feelings of the restraints mixed with his rough fingers between my legs would push me over. I’d cry out and claw into my own palms as my hips would thrust forward to meet his touch. The gasping and deep breathing would escape my lips.
Snapping back to my bathtub, I sped my fingers up between my legs as my own orgasm struck. The fantasy subsided into my mind as my lips parted to form a soft scream, my body bucking in the water and spilling some over the side of the tub. My god. The most powerful orgasm I’d ever had. Recovering, I laid back and smiled. I think I just might have to order some of those cuffs. Maybe my husband would be into it. I’m tired of waiting for it.
Just then, I heard the door open. “Love, I’m home”. He called, and I smiled. I think I’ll order those restraints. But in the mean time, maybe we can try it tonight with some of his crappy ties. I laid back into the warm water and just waited until he found me. Maybe tonight…