A Message

I was at the office when I saw a new text message on my phone.
“When are you coming home? I would like to try something new.”
My heart started beating faster. I unlocked my phone and texted back.
“I’ll be home in about 30 minutes. Shall I get anything from the store?”
I waited for the reply. I was a bit nervous, but also excited. What did Bina come up with now?
“I’ve got everything. Can’t wait to see you!”
I immediately closed the files and shut down my laptop. My hands were a bit shaky. Ever since I met Bina, my life has been a fulfilling roller coaster making my dreams—sexually and emotionally—come true. A perfect love, a perfect life. I got my bike and cycled home.

When I entered our apartment, I found a note in the hallway.
“Undress and put on the blindfold. Knock on the bedroom door when you are ready.”
I quickly took a shower and did as she bid. Standing in front of our bedroom, I knocked, already aroused. I heard her move towards the door, turn the door knob, felt her breath on my face when she came close to kiss me.
“I’m happy you are home, Fi.”
She took my hands and guided me towards the bed. Slightly pushed, I fell on the bed, face down. What would happen now? My body trembled with arousal, while Bina adjusted my body to the bed. She pulled my arms and legs to the bedposts and held my left hand. She began to wrap a rope around my wrist and pulled the knot tight. My arm stretched out when she attached the end of the rope to the wall. My stomach tightened in anticipation, my core sent bolts of heat through my body. With one finger, she slowly trailed my left arm, my shoulder, my back, my tush, my left leg. She held my left foot and wrapped another rope around my ankle. Knotted, pulled, attached. Finger on my left leg, up, up, up. She lightly touched my vulva, stroking like the wings of a butterfly. Finger on my right leg, down, down, down. Rope. Attached to the wall. My body trembling, my yoni moist. Right hand, completely tied and helpless.
I heard Bina taking a step back. What was she doing? Admiring her artwork? I couldn’t see, but I could feel that she did a wonderful job with the ropes. As usual. Then: pain! I knew she was using the flogger when I felt the fronds stroking my back, my tush, my legs. Then another blow. More pain. More arousal. Stroking. A blow. I started moaning. Bina didn’t say a single word, but I could hear her sighing. More pain, but this one was different. A paddle? She continued to stroke me with the flogger, but used the paddle on my tush.
She stopped, leaned in, and whispered: “I love when your tush is ruby-red.”
I couldn’t bare it much longer. I needed to climax. But this wasn’t my choice. Bina climbed on my back, sat on my tush. She was naked and I felt her arousal. She started moving, sighing, moaning. Her breasts pressed into my back, her breath brushed my cheek. Her movements quickened and when she climaxed, I moaned with her, without release.
She kissed my cheeks, my mouth, my neck. She climbed off my back, trailed my legs. I heard and felt the vibrations when she turned the Magic Wand on and positioned it between my legs. The moment the next blow came, I realized: I wasn’t going to climax right away. With every blow, I winced. Away from the wand. Away from my release. Bina chuckled lightly. Arousal building up. A blow. Again, arousal building up and another blow. But every time the blow came, I was closer. I moaned. I heard Bina moaning. A blow. The next time my sweet spot touched the wand, my entire core exploded. Ringing in my ears. Bliss.

Bina loosened the ropes, freed me, and removed the blindfold. She crawled into bed next to me. We embraced and kissed each other.