Wrists to the Rail

The request had arrived on a Wednesday afternoon, short and clear. Tie my wrists to the rail. Do not let me up until you decide I can come. Use your hands, your cock, your mouth, whatever you want. Just keep me there. Elena had sent it between meetings. He had replied with a time and nothing else. When she arrived on Friday the soft cuffs were already looped and waiting around the metal rail at the head of the bed. She undressed in the doorway without being told, folded her clothes on the chair, and lay back on the mattress with her arms above her head. He fastened the cuffs one at a time, snug but not tight enough to cut circulation. Her arms were stretched. The position left her ribs open, her tits bare, her legs free to be moved wherever he wanted them.

He ran a hand slowly down her body, between her breasts, over her stomach, and between her legs. She was already wet. He pushed two fingers into her and fucked her with them at a deliberate pace while she pulled lightly at the restraints, testing them. She could not get the leverage or the angle she wanted. He added a third finger, stretched her, and kept the same slow rhythm until she was lifting her hips off the bed and saying please in a low voice. He stopped. He pulled his fingers out, wiped them across her stomach so she felt the cool air on the wetness, and stood to undress. His cock was hard. He stroked it once while she watched, then knelt between her legs and pressed the head against her entrance without pushing in. She tried to take him. The cuffs held her shoulders down. He pushed in only halfway and fucked her with shallow strokes that never went deep enough. When her breathing turned ragged and her cunt started to flutter around him he pulled out completely. She swore under her breath. He waited, stroking himself, until she had calmed a little. Then he pushed all the way in and stayed perfectly still, buried. She clenched hard around him, trying to grind. He did not move.

"Ask," he said.

"Please let me come."

He started to fuck her then in long, deep strokes. The cuffs rattled softly against the rail every time he thrust. She came the first time hard, back arching as far as the restraints allowed, a broken sound in her throat. He did not stop or slow. He fucked her straight through it and into a second orgasm, then a third, his thumb finally on her clit, before he came inside her with his hips pressed tight. He stayed buried until he began to soften, forehead against hers, then reached up and unlocked one cuff. He left the other fastened.

Later she flexed the free wrist and tested the remaining cuff with a small tug. She looked at him, still breathing hard, come leaking out of her onto the sheet.

"Same time next week," she said. "Both wrists again. And the blindfold. I want to not know when you're going to let me."

He nodded. She did not ask him to free the second wrist yet. She lay there with one arm still secured above her head and her legs spread, and told him to use his mouth until she came again. He settled between her thighs and licked her slowly, tasting himself and her, until she came with her free hand fisted in his hair and the cuffed one pulling uselessly at the rail. He stayed there until she said she was finished. Only then did he unlock the last cuff. She sat up, rubbed her wrists once, and told him the marks would still be there in the morning. She wanted them to be. The next week she arrived early and asked for the ankle cuffs as well. He fastened all four points so she was spread and could not close her legs. He used his mouth until she was shaking, then his cock, pulling out every time she got close until she was begging in a broken voice. He finally let her come with him buried deep and his hand on her throat, light. She came so hard the cuffs left marks. Afterward she asked him to leave one wrist tied while they slept. He did. In the morning she woke him by guiding his cock into her mouth with her free hand and did not stop until he came down her throat. She told him the restraints could stay in the drawer by the bed from now on.