As she saw her limo arrive, her secretary approached to wish her good luck. Then, in quiet whisper, the secretary mentioned something that chilled her bones. “Make sure your cuffs works well for your plans”. The secretary pulled away with a bored look and shuffled out to her waiting car. Where in the world did that come from? No one knew about the plans to use any handcuffs. She had purchased them with cash the day before and had not told a soul. It was her secret weapon. How did she know?
Whatever the case, there was no time to sort this out. It was time to get in the limo and go home to seduce and secure her man to the bed. The questions raised would get address tomorrow. She was not going to let some freak coincidences spoil a wonderful night of her celebration.
To her surprise, hubby was most agreeable with the change in plans. She had revealed more than she cared for over their dinner. He was more focused on the white dress than she thought he’d be. He even suggested that they reverse the sequence of events and start with the sex first before heading out. This was all too easy. He never ever did sex before heading out. In fact, he loved teasing her mercilessly as they headed out so that her mind was focused on hurrying back home for sex. And he’d take his super sweet time hanging out. By the time they returned, she usually was too tired to stay up.
But today, this man was way too chill about her plans. Even suggesting things before she could bring them up in conversation. The one thing that assured her that she had the winning edge was that he seemed unaware that the plans were all canceled for the night. She was going to meet her girlfriends and have a great time. There was no show. There was no later evening dinner. There was no romantic walk around the park while she struggles to keep up in her five inch heels.
He did seem a bit sad about having to be out late however. And that as totally expected. As far as she could tell, he was trying to be a bit more sensitive to her preferences as it was her birthday. And the types of gifts he shared with her over desert only confirmed to her that this year more than any other year, he was really trying to be a better more in-tuned husband. Almost to the point of making her feel really badly about the trick she was going to play on him. However, reminding herself of her end goal, she pulled herself together and ramped up the flirting to seduce him.
He had outdone himself this time around in the bedroom. It was set nearly perfectly. There were still a few too many things that catered to his taste, but he was after all a guy. The flowers, the rose petals, the oils, the silk sheets that were tasteful and not raunchy was a great start. The music was his taste thought. It was clear he was in the mood and assumed it would trigger her being in the mood.
Playing along, they started their romantic tango. As he discovered that she had no panties, she noted how enthralled he became. She had to help cool him down. Thankfully, there was a bucket of ice conveniently near the alarm clock, as she cooled his throbbing member on the verge of exploding. She also had to continually guide his hands where to go, as he seemed a bit too eager to cover her body as if working a checklist of knobs to turn her own.
The man had clearly forgotten about her birthday and was celebrating as if she was the cake for his birthday. Oh the simplicity of men!
When she pulled out the handcuffs, the way his body grew erect and ready to jump her bones nearly made her laugh. How predictable men were. She was sure he had the idea these were meant for her. In his eagerness, he reached behind his lamp stand to pull out a paddle. Yanking off the ping-pong ball off of it, he growled how he was so ready to tie her up and spank her naughtiness out of her. Oh, he had taken the bait perfectly. Her coy seduction had paid off. Men couldn’t help themselves.
So, stepping back, she dimmed the lights and made him hush up about it. The rules were simple, she would secure the cuffs and let him have it. The way he giggled and rubbed his hands, looking like a teen boy about to pop his first cherry, she was glad he didn’t pick up on the note of wickedness in her voice.
The way he responded in shock as she mounted him with authority and secured him to the bed only convinced her that she had her plans all set. She made sure to kiss him in all his favorites places, and teased him mercilessly with her hovering over his body the way he’d done her once or twice a long time ago. She watched with joy as the game she played with the ice kept him from erupting whenever he felt like it. The man was begging, moaning, pleading, trying, and giving her all she had dreamed of. She was dominating him.
Let’s not forget, she got to use the paddle on him. The way his face changed and darkened, he clearly didn’t care for the very strong swift hard blows she was landing on him. There was a look of faint recognition in his eyes too. It was payback for that spanking she got a long time ago. Some of the swear words he muttered were the very first sailor words she’d ever heard him utter. He was clearly mad at being in captivity unable and un-allowed to relieve the ever growing pressure between his legs.
Judging by the intense efforts he was making to break free, she decided it was best to use a second set of cuffs to secure his legs. That didn’t go as easy as she thought it would, as he put up quite the fight. But a glance of the clock that nearly froze her registered his way causing him to pause to check the clock too, giving her the time to secure his legs. That resulted in much swearing in anger as he insisted on being set free so he could pay the favor back.
Now was the time. She saddled him… placed her hands on his neck and applied pressure. The shock, surprise, the widening of the eyes was priceless. She had him and he couldn’t get away. She had out hunted him and out maneuvered him. She rode him like her life depended on it. She was extracting everything she could out of him, because the power was intoxicating. She squeezed on his neck and let her body bounce on him as she waited and waited for his explosion to come. But it did not.
Shallows of the Deep 