"You told me you saw a birthday boy in Seary's Hot Chair, so yeah, they are always wrapped in chains for that."
He drops my tit and puts his fingers under my choker."Those chains inspired this."
"Oh!I love that!"I reach up and touch it too.
"Know what else I've been inspired by?"
I look down at the floor."My body paint."
He smiles."That's hot as fuck.Burns itself forever on your brain!"
I laugh."Apparently."
He steps back and offers his hand."Come on.Let me give you the tour.I'm very proud of how it came out.Then you can pick where you want to start."
I listen and watch as he walks around the area, moving from bed to bed, explaining all the special features he has had installed.From the intelligent, voice-activated sound system to the special mirror glass that hides the motion censored cameras that record everything that goes on.From the various pieces of high-tech, hidden compartments that slide up from the flooring or out from the walls that hold all sorts of sex goodies, lotions and lubes, vibrators, cock rings, and candles to the closets that hold racks of dresses, short minis to formal gowns; costumes, including several latex; a vast array of lingerie, feathers, and boas; furs and minks; heels and boots; and even hats, cowboy, ball caps and hockey helmets.From the simple BDSM equipment, floggers, riding crops, handcuffs, restraints to the more complex collars, spreader bars, and a cross.
When he finishes, he asks me, "Well?What do you think of Bare's Den?"
He looks so excited with his eyes crinkling and his tongue touching the corner of his mouth, waiting for me to answer.
"It's our very own fucking fantasy playroom!"
He grins."Exactly!"
I turn my back to him and put one hand on my hip and tap my lips with the other."Where to start?That's a tough one."I look over my shoulder at him.He's watching my ass.I lean forward, cup my butt cheeks and jiggle them for him."Can I choose whatever I want?"
"Of course."
"And you will go along with whatever I want?"I strut up to him and stroke him with an extra light touch, knowing he is ticklish.Running my fingertips very lightly down his chest to the base of his cock.His abs flex with my touch, and I see the skin quiver involuntarily when I manage to miss his skin and only skim over his hair.I look up from under my lashes at him, knowing his eyes are on my tits.
"Of course."
"Good.Because I know exactly what I want."I grin up at him and bite my lip.His eyes hood immediately, and I wink at him.I know what that does to him.I put my hand in the middle of his chest and tell him."Stay."Then I walk over to the BDSM goodies and make a big show about picking up the items, examining them, and putting each back.Then I take a blindfold and two sets of handcuffs.As I turn to face him, I speak loud and clear to the Smart Home computerized security system he obviously has installed that is controlling the awesome sound system in our playroom."Play 'My House' by Flo Rida, please."
The sound system answers, "Certainly," then starts to play it.
I smile and remember the Swingers' meeting.That was the last fucking fantasy I did.Time to give Aurei some mind-blowing sex!
I take a couple of sets of cuffs and make a big deal about slapping them on my wrist, making them handcuff bracelets.Then I begin to strut and dance back to Aurei, who is grinning at my twirling the blindfold.I drag it around my eyes, prop my tits and my asscheeks with it.When I'm by his side, I take the blindfold and open it, lift it with both hands over my head.I push up on my tiptoes and lean toward him, tilting my face up to his and opening my mouth for a kiss.His warm hands scorch my ribcage as he steadies me and leans down, laying his soft commanding lips on mine.My pussy immediately responds to his touch and then his kiss.I feel my juicy wetness.The song ends when I pull my lips off his and tell him."My house.My rules."Then I slip the blindfold over his eyes.
He stiffens, standing up straight.For a second, I wonder if this might have been a bad idea, like surprising him in the shower or slapping his ass, so I watch his body language.His muscles don't seize.There is no panicked sweat.There is no anger.He reacts like anyone would when a major sense is removed.Alertness.
I smirk.He is thinking about the handcuffs.
"Relax, Mr.Moore.Mrs.Moore only wants to play with you now.It's your turn to be tantalized and satisfied."I seize his cock and a hand.Tugging on him, I pull him."This way.Come on.Don't be scared."
"Oh, I'm not scared."He says, but doesn't move.
I pull a little firmer."Then come on, don't deny me."
"Oh, I'm not going to deny you."He states, but still doesn't budge.
"Humph.We can do this the hard way or the easy way, but I'm going to have my way ...with you."I tell him firmly and poke his chest.
"Just getting adjusted to the dark, Bossy Thang.If I lose my balance and fall, I'll crush you with my clumsiness."
"Oh, yes.That would be bad and not fun at all."I turn away to choose the exact spot I want to take him, then ask."Can you see me?"
