The second I’m told to stay still, my body settles into it. The quiet stretches while I wait, already warm, already aware of how exposed I am. Light Bondage Porn lives right in this space… where restraint sharpens everything and being watched feels better than being touched.
The bindings are snug enough to remind me I’m not going anywhere. My wrists ache just slightly, my thighs tense without meaning to, and I let it happen. I like knowing I’m exactly how I’m supposed to be Open and Available. “You’re all mine tonight, and this time I want you to suffer completely” He says aggressively. “Yes Master” I say with my pussy and ready just for him. My breathing gives me away before I say a word.
I feel eyes on me, slow and deliberate, him taking his time. It makes my stomach flutter and my hips shift even though I try to stay still. I want to be good. What he doesn’t know is that I have the biggest crush on him, and I purposely let him do whatever he wants to be because I like the way it feels, and how much I feel wanted just by him. I get a little jealous about his ex wife, but then again she has no idea I’m with her husband every night, so she should be really jealous of me.
I want to be seen like this, needy and restrained, my reactions honest and unfiltered. When a hand finally drags along my skin, I moan without stopping it. There’s no point pretending I’m not affected. Being bound makes me sensitive. Every sound feels louder, every pause heavier. I stay quiet when I’m expected to, then break just a little when the attention gets too intense.
My body responds faster than my thoughts, heat pooling low, thighs tightening around nothing. I don’t need instruction… I feel them. I keep my head lowered, not hiding, just waiting. Waiting is part of it. Waiting makes the desire stretch and throb until my breath turns shallow and my voice slips out again. I love how helpless I feel without actually being helpless. I’m aware of myself, of how wanted I am right now.
When the tension finally eases, it doesn’t disappear. It lingers on my skin, in my muscles, in the quiet after. I stay where I am, bound and flushed, knowing I gave exactly what was expected of me… and wanting it all over again.
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