A Binding Relationship

ick and I start the drive home. I decide that I would not allow him the pleasure of touching my foot on the way home. I want to tease him. I slip off my shoes. I watch his eyes. I see them travel down my legs to my toes. I wiggle them and laugh to myself. I look over and I can see he is hard and ready. I can tell he wants my foot in his lap badly. He goes back to watching the road. As we drive down the road the leaves from the tress are falling are cover the road. It is just starting to rain, that misty rain I love so much. I just want to go to the small towns and walk from store to store. The wiper blades on the car try to keep up with the mist. Its not enough to keep them on full time and too much to have them on the pause control. Headlights are starting to come on the cars. I watch each one of them as they pass. The sky is gray and lifeless and the air is cool and crisp. We pull into the driveway. Nick looks at me with a smile. We get out of the car and walk into the house. I am about three feet into the house and he makes his move. He pulls both my arms behind my back. Before I could even protest he had the pantyhose out of his pocket and has my hands tied behind my back. He kisses my neck. I reach back and can feel how hard he is. "Do not speak." He whispers in my ear. I nod. He escorts me to the bedroom. He turns me and helps me sit down on the bed. He takes my shoes off and kissed my right foot. He gives both of them a rub. I arch my back. I twist my wrists. I know I can escape if I wanted to. Nick starts to run his hands up my legs. I open my legs so he has total access to what ever he wants. I hear his hands on the nylon. Nick stands up and moves me so I am lying on the bed. My arms are pinned behind me. Nick moves over to the dresser and pull out a silk scarf, he moves closer. I watch him closely. He ties a knot in the middle of it. He gently places it on my lips, without thinking I open my mouth and accept the gag. He ties it tight but not to tight, just enough to keep my quiet. I see him move to the nightstand. I see him open the bottom drawer. He looks in and pulls out a hand full of rope. My heart starts to race. How long did he know it was in there? Why hasn't he said anything to me? What must he think about me having it there? I want to ask but I cant because I am gagged. I watch him move to my legs. He pulls my left leg to the left post of the footboard. He loops the rope around it and ties it to the post. He moves to the right and does the same. I find that I am soaked.