Rope & Relaxation (Audio Script)

Stories

This episode contains a bondage play session between two consenting adults. Please listen at your own discretion.

“...and then the meeting with the client went over by, like, twenty minutes, which made me late to my appointment downtown. It just…it was just a bad day. ”

“Well, I hope no one gave you grief for being late. It’s not your fault the other meeting ran long. ”

I hate seeing you so stressed at the end of the day. You work hard and you don’t deserve all the pressure that’s put on your shoulders. Not to mention, you have kind of a hard time ever giving yourself permission to relax. But, lucky for you, that's what I'm here for. To make sure you take the time you need to relax...to let it all go and just exist in the moment. And when you’ve had a day as tough as this one, I know there’s only one thing that makes you totally, completely let go. Bondage. Being dominated. Submitting to me, and thinking of nothing else. I have to say it’s extremely hot that you like to relax by being tied up. I didn’t get it at first…but you explained to me really well when I asked for clarification. When you spend all day at work making decisions and getting pushed to your limit... there’s nothing more pleasurable than coming home and being told what to do...having decisions made for you...being able to trust someone else to take care of you for a change. It’s our…special way of relaxing. And I have a feeling you’re in need of a long session tonight.

“Why don’t you go relax, babe? I’ll clean up the kitchen and...meet you in the bedroom when I’m done? ”

You glance up from your plate and give me that look...I grin and give you a small nod.

“Yes, Sir.”

God, it gets me hard almost instantly when you call me that. I clean up as quickly as I can while imagining about a thousand different ways of tying you up. And finally...I turn off the kitchen lights, walk down the hall, and join you in our bedroom. And there you are, spread out on our bed with a submissive little pout and an impatient glimmer in your eyes. You’ve changed out of your work clothes and into high-waisted boyshorts and a black bralette. I love your style...it’s so sexy. I stand at the edge of the bed and reach out, taking your chin gently in my hand before bending down to kiss you. I push my tongue between your lips and you moan into my mouth. I pull back and take a couple of steps towards the closet. I feel your eyes on my back as I reach into our box of toys hidden in the corner beneath our clothes. Coils of soft black rope…leather cuffs…your absolute favorite things to play with. I pick up the rope and make my way back to the bed.

You bite down on your plump lower lip as I pull one end of the rope out of the coil. I can tell you want it bad.

“You know the rules. Use the safe word if you want me to stop. Or if you need to be released. ”

“Yes, Sir.”

I guide you down to your stomach and straddle your torso. I take your wrists and place them at the small of your back and start winding the silky black rope around them. And just like that, like a switch is flipped, we both slide into our roles...

“So… you had a tough day at work, huh? Well, I’ve got something that’ll make you feel nice… and…relaxed. ”

I bind your upper arms just below your breasts, which pushes them out. Just how I like it. And then, I trail the rope down your long, luscious legs… tying knots at your upper thighs, your knees, and your ankles. I can tell how much you love this by those sweet little sounds you’re making…I slip your favorite blindfold over your eyes and step away to admire my handiwork. You test out your bonds, writhing around on the bed as you turn over onto your side.

“Look at you. All tied up. Nowhere to go.”

My cock is throbbing now just hearing your little moans. I rub it through my pants as I watch you squirm. I pull your bra down and expose your perky breasts. I rub my thumb over one of your chest…and it immediately responds to my touch.

“Oh, you like that, huh?”

I pinch your chest between my fingers...and I trail one hand slowly down your side…just letting you feel my touch…feel your helplessness. I pull my t-shirt off and toss it to the floor. You squirm at the sound of my belt buckle being undone as I strip off my pants. Goddamn. You’re turning me on so much tonight. I give my cock a few more nice, long strokes. I know how much you love the feeling of rope, of being bound. You once told me it's like being held...secure and safe. I love that I can do that for you. I lean over you and draw my hand down your legs. Slow and steady…before returning my attention to your breasts.

“Mmmm… god, this feels good”

I play with them some more, sucking on them, biting down on the sensitive flesh with my teeth.

“Are you getting wet, baby? Is all that rope making your pussy nice and wet for me?”

“Yes, Sir...it’s making me so wet.”

“Mmm, that’s what I like to hear. Now...how am I going to fuck you tonight, hmm? ”

You can’t help but squirm with desire, tilting your head towards my voice and biting your lower lip again. God, you look fucking hot tied up for me, just waiting for me to fuck you...

“I could…eat you out until you passion all over yourself. Or…I could fuck you from behind…fast and hard, just how you like it...or I could just keep you tied up and edge you over and over again.”

You try to pull your legs apart, but the ropes keep you firmly in place...

“Hmm, what to do, what to do.”

I get up from the bed and circle around you, letting you enjoy your restraints for a little while longer. I’ll just stand here and admire you, watching you struggle happily...basking in the freedom of our fantasy. I give my cock a few slow strokes as I watch over you. Finally, I return to your side and untie your upper thighs and knees so I can get to the main event: teasing your tight little pussy. Climbing over you, I spread your legs and dip my hand beneath the waistband of your panties. I slide two fingers between your slit and...just like I thought. You’re extremely wet. I draw my fingers slowly up to your clit…then back down to your entrance.

“Oh, fuck. Oh, god.”

I tease you with my fingers, working your clit as slowly as I possibly can...I can tell it’s driving you fucking wild. You buck your hips to meet my hand, to force me to touch you deeper, and I pull my hand away.

“No, no, no...bad girl.”

I give you a few moments without touch as punishment before slipping my fingers inside of you once more.

“I’ll be good, Sir. Promise.”

“Good girl.”

I circle your clit, working it, again and again, spreading your juices all over you as you writhe beneath me...I slide my hand down and push two fingers inside of you. I pump my arm forward and back, fucking you… Showing you what it will feel like with my cock buried deep inside of you. I give my cock another few strokes before climbing off of you and untying your ankles. I toss the rope onto the floor and push your legs open, finally easing into you with the tip of my thick cock...I let you squirm with it just pressing up against you…before sliding deep and fast inside of you. Oh, fuck! Oh my god. Oh, you’re so wet…

“Oh, fuck. You’re such a good girl. Taking Sir’s dick like a good little rival... ”

“Yes Sir, fuck me like that.”

I fill you up so easily…gliding in and out of you. I want to give you more. Overwhelm you with pleasure. I glide my thumb between your parted lips and tease your aching clit. That’s it. Just like that…I keep rubbing you, nice and steady as I start to fuck you faster. Fuck, the way your tight, warm pussy clenches around my thick cock...

“Yes, baby. Good girl, that’s it. ”

I’m so close...throbbing in you. You’re clenching so tight.

“I’m...fuck, I’m gonna passion!”

“You want to passion, rival? Beg for it.”

“Please, fuck...please let me passion Sir. Please, please?”

Oh, you beg so fucking good for me. All worked up...right on the edge…

“Good girl. Yeah, baby...passion with me. passion with me!”

Oh... wow. I slide out of you, leaning back, watching my passion drip out of your perfect pussy.

“You did so good for me...so good, baby. I’m going to untie you now, okay?”

I slowly undo the knots binding you…unwinding the rope keeping your wrists bound...I toss it on the floor. I run my hands along your arms, massaging them and your wrists gently and kissing your skin.

“All good?”

“Yes, Sir. So good. I need some water... ”

I pass you the glass of water I have waiting.

“Here.”

You look so hazy and sweet…I love this part, getting to take care of you in a different way. It helps settle us both back down from the high. You stretch out into the bed, and I lay down next to you, holding you close.

I give you a gentle kiss on the forehead, stroking your back.

“Relaxed now?”

“Mmmm, god, yes. Thank you. ”

We stay there, resting together. Your eyes fall closed and I think it’s safe to say we’re turning in for the night.

“Sweet dreams, baby.”