Chapter 4

When she returned home, she undressed and lay on the bed. She was wired from the excitement of being led in the restaurant. Before, she had no idea how stimulating it could be to demonstrate her submission in such blatant ways. She found her fingers touching and caressing her legs and then moving between them as she thought about how it must have appeared to the other patrons.

She writhed on the bed with her passion, as she relived that humiliating, yet so exciting moment. She knew then without doubt that he would bring her out of her mundane world and into one that she had never imagined. She was ready and willing for anything he would require.

She flew in ecstatic bliss from orgasm to orgasm and finally collapsed, weary and satisfied and fell asleep. Her dreams were vivid and active until she woke three hours later.

She fixed a light dinner and soaked in the tub. Candles and perfumes blessed her in this pleasure and she was calm and relaxed when she finished and dried her body. She dressed slowly, being sure to make the best presentation when he came later.

She hummed as she readied herself. She was so absorbed that she jumped in surprise when the phone rang.

"I am late today. I want you to meet me at my place about 7," he said.

"Yes Master. Shall I bring any dinner for you or may I fix you something there?"

"No. I plan to feast on you," he responded.

A chill of excitement ran through her. Her hands shook as she placed the phone back on the table. She felt nervous deep in her stomach and she could sense her face flushing. She breathed deeply and begged time to fly.

Finally, she was at his door. She knocked twice and finally heard footsteps approaching. He opened the door. He wore black satin pants and a white linen shirt, open almost to his waist. She had never seen him dressed like this before. She stared for a moment, and then he took her hands and led her inside.

He had chilled wine ready. They sat and talked for a long time. It was very relaxing and she was happy for his interest. She excused herself and went to the bathroom. When she returned, he was gone. She sat for a minute and when he didn't call or reappear, she walked around the room, looking at the books in the shelves and his paintings.

"Join me back here," she heard.

She walked to the sound and found him sitting in his chair in the room she had been in before. She knew he was there for a purpose, and she suddenly grew anxious. He rose and led her to the bed.

"Lie down and relax," he said.

She lay back, but was very tense and nervous. He sensed this and sat beside her. His hands massaged her shoulders, and soon he felt her muscles soften. She began to become comfortable and when he could tell she was ready, he stood up.

He went to the box and removed the ankle cuffs and cord. Her heart beat rapidly. She prayed under her breath that he wouldn't beat her with the paddle tonight, but she was silent and tried not to seem afraid.

"Remove your clothes," he said.

She slowly sat up and began to unfasten her blouse and then pulled it out of her skirt and placed it on a chair. She unzipped her skirt, stepped out of it and laid it on top of the blouse. She stood before him in her bra and panties. She was still for a moment as he stared at her, examining her body and devouring her with his eyes.

He sat down in his chair and motioned for her to continue. She reached back and undid her bra snaps and pulled it away from her breasts. She dropped it to the floor. Her hands rubbed across the front of her panties, lighting touching her stomach and then her mound before slipping betwen her legs for a few seconds.

He shifted positions and crossed his legs as he watched. Her hands slid down the sides of her panties and she pushed them down, rolling them as they were lowered to her knees. She raised a leg and stepped out of them, letting them drop to the floor.

She stared at him as she sat back on the bed and slowly swung her legs up. She reclined flat on her back with her arms spread and her legs slightly open, waiting for him to take her. He sat for a few minutes more and then walked to the bed. He took her left arm and looped the cord around her wrist and tied it securely. He loosely tied the free end to the corner post of the bed on that side.

He went around the bed and secured her right arm in the same manner, but he moved her so that the cord wouldn't have much slack. She was tied by her wrists to the bed and unable to roll over or move from that position.

He moved to the foot of the bed and pulled her left leg to him. He placed the ankle cuff on and threaded a cord through the eyelet and tied it. He pulled the loose end to the lower corner post and tied it.

He tied her right leg in the same manner to the opposite post.

She lay still, but she was breathing deep fast breaths. Her chest heaved and her face and neck and chest were flushed.

He sat back down and looked at her. Her eyes met his, and he could see she had willingly given herself to him tonight. There was no resistance in her look... only slight concern and submission.

"I am pleased with you tonight and I want you to be pleased also," he said.

He went to the bed and leaned down and began to kiss her feet and then moved slowly up her legs, being careful to cover every part of her with his kisses... wet lips moving and pressing against her. Leaving a trail of wet sucking marks as he kissed his way up her legs.

His hands carressed her and massaged her muscles and prepared her for his lips. She lay back, with eyes closed as he worked his sweet magic on her, and she was lost to all but that rich feeling that filled her body, soul and mind.