Surrender - fiction  

CB_2 52F
8302 posts
8/14/2006 4:54 pm

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5/13/2008 2:53 pm

Surrender - fiction

We are lying in bed, cuddling and giggling after an energetic and sexy session when he first suggests the idea to me.

He wants me to surrender control to him while he makes love to me, ties me up. I nod enthusiastically. We’ve dabbled with light bondage before, silk scarves and the like.

“I mean, really surrender control to me, babe. You have to trust me implicitly,” he warns. And still I nod. It sounds great. Of course I trust him.

And so, one evening after a romantic dinner, we end up back at his place. I lie naked on the bed, languidly offering myself to him. He leans down to kiss me, and runs his finger down my cheek.

“Back in a sec,” he whispers, and I close my eyes blissfully. His weight on the mattress causes me to open them. I start, seeing some sort of kinky bondage gear in his hands and look up at him for reassurance.

“Trust me, babe,” he whispers, and he starts to put the leather chain around my neck, checking it is secure but not too tight. There are straps that lead off it, and he attaches these to the top posts of the bed.

OK, now I can’t lift off from the bed, or move my body from side to side. I’m a little anxious about this now, but he bends down to reassure me, and to kiss me. We maintain eye contact.

I have to trust him. I have agreed to trust him. I will trust him.

I realise that there are handcuffs attached to the straps which are attached to the bedposts, and he raises each wrist in turn to enclose them. Wide-eyed, I watch. This is getting quite freaky now. He runs his fingertips along the exposed base of my breasts and smiles at me.

I find myself assessing that smile ‒ is it a kind smile or a wicked smile? Because if it is wicked, I want out of here now! But I see nothing but love in his eyes.

I allow him to continue.

Although I’m unnerved, I’m also very turned on, intrigued by the situation. I can feel the wetness between my thighs.

He cuffs my legs to the bottom bed posts, so now I’m spreadeagled and unable to move. I tell myself this is no different from the silk scarves we’ve used in bondage play before, but I know I’m a lot more securely tied now.

He leans forward to kiss me deeply, and then unexpectedly slips a blindfold over my eyes. Mmmm, quite sexy not being able to see as he drops kisses onto my nipples and then alternating each side as he moves down to my belly button. I moan quietly.

His weight lifts off the mattress and the room goes quiet for a moment. I hear a muffled sound in the corridor, sort of like the rip of duct tape. A moment later, I again feel him sit beside me.

He whispers to me “I love you”. I whisper it back with a smile.

Suddenly, alarmingly, he presses some kind of tape over my mouth. Oh fuck. It was duct tape! And now I can’t speak or see.

This is beyond a joke. I start to struggle, trying to speak, but all that comes out of my mouth is muffled noises. He grabs one of my nipples and pinches it sharply.

Aaaaarrrgghhh! What the fuck is he doing? I manically try to shake him off my body, but the more I struggle, the harder he pinches. Fuck, it hurts. I can feel tears in my eyes. The bastard! I trusted him, and now he’s hurting me.

The fight goes out of me, and I flop back limply onto the bed. Immediately, he lets go of my nipple, and tenderly kisses it. “I’m sorry,” he says quietly. “Just don’t struggle. Trust me.”

Trust him! Yeah, right. I really feel like trusting him now! But what option do I have? None. So I surrender control to him and lie back to see what happens.

He gently strokes my ears, and then without warning pops in a pair of earplugs. Shit! Now I’m deaf as well as blind and mute. I’m totally disorientated now, and getting quite frightened. What the fuck is going on?

I concentrate on not allowing my panic to rise to the surface. Focus on trusting him. We have been together five years, and he has never let me down before. If he says I can trust him, I can do so, however weird it’s all becoming.

If we exclude the nipple incident, he hasn’t hurt me.


Thanks, mind. Screw me up completely, why don’t you? Shut the fuck up.

Nothing happens for a few moments. I strain, to see if I can hear anything, sense any movement, but I’m completely cut off. Sensory deprivation is scary stuff, I conclude.

And suddenly, unexpectedly, it starts.

I feel his tongue licking the soles of my feet, between my toes and over the top of my feet. First the left foot, and then the right. It’s ticklish, and I wiggle my feet around to shake him off, but there’s little I can do.

And anyway, he’s moving on now, up my legs. Little fluttery kisses dropped all the way up my legs, each in turn. It’s nice. I wish I could moan in pleasure, but of course I’m mute. The feeling is thus internalised and exacerbated.

Finally, he kisses on top of my pubic mound. I mentally will him to move a little further south, slide his tongue over my clitoris, but he doesn’t.

There is another short pause, and then I start slightly as I feel something spread on my pubic mound. Sort of cold and wet, like a mousse of some sort. My mind searches for connections.

The minute I feel the razor slice through it, I know what he is doing. He is shaving my trimmed pussy hair. I feel a tingle of excitement. Oh my God, he certainly knows how to turn me on!

The razor glides over me expertly, and then he starts to foam and shave the trickier area underneath. My naked pubic mound feels exposed and vulnerable. And really sexy.

A hand under my bottom raises me up slightly. He’s even shaving right round to my arse! I spread my legs as far as I can, to help him. My pussy is dripping, and I ache to feel him touch me down there. But all I feel is the razor as it takes off every stray hair.

Smooth and hairless now, he wipes me with a warm wet flannel and then puts my bottom back onto the sheet. I am breathing deeply through my nose now. My chest is heaving. He must be able to sense my excitement. I try to whimper through my nose to get his attention, but he ignores it.

Another pause.

He moves up to my chest and runs his fingertips along the base of my breasts, and then onto my nipples. He follows this with his tongue. My nipples are hard and angry, begging for release. Again, I will him to touch my clitoris, but nothing happens.

He continues to tease my nipples mercilessly. Suddenly, he stops. Another blank moment, while my mind desperately tries to work out what’s coming next.

Aarrrgggh! Cold water dripped on my nipples from above. Really fucking cold. I reckon he’s melting an ice cube or something in each hand. The drips come down over both nipples randomly. I never know where the next one is going to land.

I’m ready to explode now. My body is so sensitised, each sensation so intense. Surely, surely, it must be time for him to make me come?

And suddenly, there he is, between my thighs. I feel the tip of his tongue on my clitoris, and that’s all I need for my orgasm to shatter us both. My body jerks violently, I try to groan through the duct tape. Fuck, it’s intense. It’s so good.

But instead of stopping, allowing my body to recover after that explosion, he carries on licking and sucking. I try to wriggle free from his tongue. It’s so sensitive down there now. Stop, I mentally beg him! Stop! But still he carries on, ignoring me.

And suddenly, unexpectedly, from left-field, I am hit by the most earth-shattering explosion I have ever felt. Oh fuck! I’m going to die of pleasure! My God! What kind of a mega-orgasm is this? I suddenly realise I can hear my own muffled screams of pleasure.

So this is what multi-orgasmic means. Fuck. Yes please. YES PLEASE.

Wave after wave of orgasm hits me as he carries on licking me and teasing me for I don’t know how long. Repeatedly, my body arches in a new release. I am exhausted and thrilled at the same time, almost sobbing into the duct tape. I can’t take much more of this sweet torture.

Suddenly, he rips off the duct tape, the blindfold and knocks the earplugs out of my ears, then covers my face with soft kisses, staring deeply into my eyes as he moves his body ready to slip himself inside me for one final, earth-shattering explosion.

“Oh yes, “ I whisper hoarsely. “Yes!”

Blogito ergo sum.

lustcurious42 57F

8/14/2006 8:30 pm

Well shit, that sure turned me on. Gonna go get the magic wand out now!!

CB_2 replies on 8/15/2006 2:04 am:

I'd lend you mine, but it's been rather well used over the last 12 hours or so...

dandy6912000 62M/60F
3383 posts
8/15/2006 4:27 am

My goodness, to cover her mouth with ductape and miss the sounds, thats has to be a crime.LOL But, it is hot to think of being in that state of mind. thanks Dandy

CB_2 replies on 8/15/2006 1:49 pm:
Don't you think it would be really hot to see your partner convulsively bouncing around the bed?? I imagine he heard plenty of sounds after the story ended....

CB_2 replies on 8/15/2006 2:04 pm:
And don't forget: I wish I could moan in pleasure, but of course I’m mute. The feeling is thus internalised and exacerbated.

warmandsexy52 65M
13164 posts
8/15/2006 4:43 am

Oh my! Oh explosively my!!!!! Wow!!!!!!

CB2 sweetie ..... can I have my words back?

warm xx

CB_2 replies on 8/15/2006 1:57 pm:
So, am I to assume you rather liked that one, Warm??

Good - I do aim to please. Wasn't sure if it might be a touch too kinky even for AdultFriendFinder.

NakedLnch 49M

8/19/2006 12:02 pm

Fuck that was tasty. Exciting and sexy as always! Think I might have to fuck myself to that one again... In a few minutes!

CB_2 replies on 8/19/2006 2:00 pm:
Sigh - that's what happens when you're too busy to read my blog for a few days. You come back to more than one story, and suddenly you realise how much faster the recovery was a few years ago!!

CB_2 replies on 8/19/2006 2:09 pm:
Just realised - you mean a second time to this story. We're not even counting in the other story you read today! Yum. I do so like to please.

Maquis55 64M
113 posts
8/21/2006 2:23 pm

Sounds interesting - You only have to ask !!

CB_2 replies on 8/21/2006 2:50 pm:
Don't forget the duct tape next time you come over ...

rm_Masato13 64M
128 posts
8/29/2006 4:45 pm

ahhhh..the gag. Puts the cork in the champaign as they say. Sweet surrender, letting yourself go with nobody to concentrate on!

I love it!

CB_2 replies on 8/30/2006 3:31 am:
That's what I thought, too, Masato

Thought you would like it.

laydee2 39F
31585 posts
1/31/2007 3:16 pm

Jesus Fucking Christ! Phew!

I am positively dripping here!

Thank-you for being so damn good

~Shhhhhh.... I'm not really here~
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CB_2 replies on 2/1/2007 1:28 am:
Just realised I gave you the link to a story which explores quite similar themes to the Laura tale. They are much more varied than this usually!

Glad you enjoyed, and I see you read this one at a more suitable time of day

333171 47F

2/3/2007 10:25 am

Oh goddess. I am so glad I followed this link from ladyee2's blog. That was fabulous.

CB_2 replies on 2/3/2007 10:30 am:
I'm glad you enjoyed it. Must go and see what that little troublemaker has been saying about me now!

rm_olingus2 55M
8 posts
3/28/2007 9:56 pm

[image]I must compliment you on your command of the writing conventions, your unefforted persona, and your well-plotted erotic trajectory. However, I must take issue with your failure to even once mention open toed shoes. Surely, open-toed summer footwear would elevate this merely erotic piece onto a new plane of enduring literature. Cheerio then! --Olingus

CB_2 replies on 3/29/2007 3:09 pm:
Olingus, read more of my stuff and I'm sure you'll find plenty of reference to open toed shoes

Youmustdoit2 65M

5/13/2008 1:58 pm

Brilliant! simply BRILLIANT. Well done CB_2. If you join my network I'll send you one of my fantasies in installments. I don't feel ready to blog it yet. I'll send an invitation.

Barrie xxx

CB_2 replies on 5/13/2008 2:54 pm:
I'm glad you enjoyed it

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