A BDSM Bedroom Story

I laid there on the bed, unable to move at all. He had tied me down well and the silk, bondage rope was holding me tight against the cool metallic feel of the bed frame. He had left the room not long ago, a few minutes or so, and I eagerly awaited his return.

I’ll be right back, don’t move,” he laughed as he left the bedroom where I was restrained and completely helpless.

That morning when I woke up he was already gone. I returned to the room after he left and there it was along with a note on the bed.

‘Be wearing this when I get home, we are going to have some fun tonight,

-Ken’

I read it over and over while looking back at the lingerie he had left for me. It was a pale pink and white lace number, more revealing than my usual erotic lingerie. He had been planning this for a while it seemed. I tried it on before getting ready for work and it fit like a glove. I looked myself up and down in the mirror. I liked what I saw and I just hoped that he would as well. I was amazed that he had gone to the effort of buying this for me. He was not romantic in the slightest so it was a welcome surprise.

I spent all day thinking about what he had in store for me when he arrived home. I could barely concentrate at my desk in the office. My co workers tried their best to snap me out of my day dreams but it was to no avail. I was completely and utterly consumed with wonderment for the entire day.

After my unproductive shift I grabbed my bag in a rush, said my goodbyes and raced home. I wanted to be there with ample time to get ready before he got there. We usually arrived home within minutes of each other, but not today. When I looked at the wall clock on the way inside it was still a good half hour before Ken rocked up, so I had to act quickly.

I raced to the bathroom and undressed, showered and returned, dripping wet, to the bedroom. I piked up the kinky lingerie once more and bit my lip, hard. The anticipation was killing me. I slipped it on and waited there where I stood until I heard the front door open.

You look just as amazing as I imagined,” Ken whispered as he approached me and kissed me softly on the lips. Before I could comprehend what was happening, he pushed me down onto the bed and pulled out the silk bondage rope. I lay there obediently as he began to tie me down until there was no escape. I watched on, absolutely exhilarated.

When he returned to the room he had the wooden spoon from the kitchen clasped firmly in his strong masculine hand. And the next morning, i woke up to find, yet again, an other note beside a piece of body chain lingerie and a fashion body harness that I could wear both in the bedroom and to work!

You have been a bad girl,” he scoffed and proceeded to spank me hard with the lingerie covering me barely. Needless to say that night we had some of the best sex of our lives…

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