Put this one under the heading of "a day in the life" Actually it might be two days. Both had their good and their bad points. In a way i'd like to think that i have spent half my life tied up. Actually it's nowhere near that much. There were the times before i got tied up for the first time and there's now. Maybe i just remember or treasure the time spent tied up more. The same goes for when i sleep.
It feels good going to sleep like that and it is really great feeling when i wake up. It took forever before i ever fell asleep for the first time and woke up in handcuffs. That had been self bondage and i had been alone. It also took forever before i could successfully fall asleep with my hands handcuffed behind me and not have to take them off in the middle of the night.
It is really a rush to wake up with my hands secured behind me in the morning. Again, the first time i accomplished that it had been in self bondage. These days i am a happily married woman and i don't do much self bondage any more. For the most part my husband decides which nights i sleep free and which nights i am not going to be free and if my hands are in front or behind me or if my feet are going to be free or not.
It goes in spells. There may be times when i go for extended periods of not being tied up at all when i sleep and then there are times when i am tied up every night. Lately it has been pretty much every night and a lot of them tied hand and foot - and very frequently with my hands behind me.
At one time i used to say that if i got tied up then i expected sex. No one has sex every day for weeks and weeks on end, and for the last two or three weeks i have slept every night tied up. On a national average i guess i get sex more often than most married women so there's no frustration if we skip a day or two - even three days sometimes. Usually what i get tied up with is the luck of the draw. In a way i hate to put all that stuff up. So usually what happens is when we are getting ready for bed and it's time for me to get tied up Rob just grabs something out of the bag that lives under the bed.
We don't try to get all innovative and come up with a new position for me to sleep in every night. Just for kicks let me make a list, i'm curious myself.
Hands in front in front with waist chain over head to headboard hands behind to waist chain hands to mild hog tie feet free feet tied to foot of bed feet tied apart to foot of bed feet in spreader bar Hmmmm Actually, if the night before was better than most we may stick to what was used then until the edge dulls a bit.
It was still dark of course and the alarm hadn't gone of yet. We get up at four in the morning so that we have time to eat together before Rob has to leave for work.
It takes us about an hour to get dressed and an hour to eat, more or less. At six Rob leaves and i usually hit the chats. When seven comes then i finish dressing and head for work.
On the mornings we have sex we just hurry up afterwards. Instead i just snuggled back into Rob and enjoyed the feeling of being nice and warm and all tied up in the arms of the man i love. He laughed softly and gathered me up in his arms. I giggled and nodded. Racing the alarm for those of you that haven't tried it means having sex before the alarm goes off.
If it goes off you have to stop - which is HARD! It's just a game though and you can go back at it afterwards though That interuptus thing works really good anyway. We really like a lot of rules in this house so Rob immediately rolls out of the bed dragging me with him. One minute - make that second - i am striving for a climax and the next i'm trying not to lose my balance and fall on the floor. We are both out of the bed and he's behind me holding me from falling by my hips.
As soon as he knew i had my balance he let go of me and darted off to the bathroom. Still half amused i hobbled to his bathroom and pushed open the door with my shoulder.
He was actually in the shower! Ok, i was game so i headed over there with my panties around my ankles. He was playing hard to get so i sat on the side of the tub and swung my feet in there with him. He was trying to avoid me and it was a game. He literally jumped out of the shower which really surprised me and then he ordered me to "stay".
Usually that always pays off the best. When i had first woken up i had been in one of those moods where i could take some sex or leave it - that was no longer the case. At the same time i was a little hurt, it hurts to write about it even now days later. A little interupus is always a good way to reach a higher plateau as far as sex goes, but it was beginning to look like he was refusing me now. Like i said i was a little hurt, but i know Rob well enough to know exactly what he was up to.
He was going to stretch this just as far as he could. The more you want it the better it is when you get it. The only thing for me to do was to try to cool my own jets. The water was still running all over me and i knelt down in the shower and tried to get my bearings back.
Not an easy thing for me to do all tied up still. He must have turned on the cold then because the water warmed back up again. It was a long time later when he came to get me. He reached in and freed one of my hands and gave me the key. It was after i heard the truck leave before i ever undid my other hand and crawled out of the shower stall.
To tell the truth i'm not real sure what happened after that. Guys, listen to me; don't ever do this to someone you love, ok? Part of me was sill very turned on - the subbie side - and the rest of me was hard to get along with! No deaths reported i hid the bodies, giggle i got home halfway expecting Rob to be there - with candy AND flowers. Seems like that was the night i got busy and did a number of new pics and two pages for the Realm.
Actually i guess at work i kept a little bit more busy than i usually do. Finally i began to run out of steam. When ever we can Master Red and i keep in contact. We have our own little secret chat that we use and lots of times we will log in and maybe not do any chatting at all.
We are just in contact, that much closer together. Anyway things calmed down and we started chatting. Needless to say i told Master about what Rob had done to me and what a miserable day i was having. Master thought that i wanted to cuddle and i kinda growled at him when he tried. Poor master is still puzzled over my response to that. Maybe this will explain. The thing is i knew we would make up.
When that got aborted i knew in the back of my mind that we were doing some kind of extended bondage scene. Rob was controlling me and i love it when he does that. That doesn't mean i didn't want to kill someone!
One of those all day long grinding sexual urges. When i had been talking with Master Red that had been acerbated because i really really really needed to be touched - and brought to the mountain top - and jumping off!
Turned on does not cover it. Ok, the climatic moment is building. Rob wasn't home yet, but he would come home - and we would have it out. How dare he leave me like i as all day! My tummy was SORE from tossing and turning and knotting up all day. In pain, the whole nine yards - and that wasn't the only part of me in a tizzy. When Master Red had tried to make me feel better with some cyber hand holding it had just made those physical pains all the more worse. Sorry about that Master. Ok, Rob came home and i was waiting at the door the second i heard the truck pull up.
Thou doest not leave the woman you love in misery; thou starteth something then thou finishest; thou is a rotten tomato; etc. And i'm sure Rob had a lot of things to say to me when he came in the door. We were about to go at it big time when i looked at him and he looked at me.