My Wish is Your Command, Part 3 As I sit in the tub, my senses are afire. I don't look up at you, but I hear you humming to yourself. I smell your scent as the steam floats above my head. I focus in on my objective, and I get to my feet. I step out of the shower and grab the nearest bath towel. I hurriedly dry my face, and then reach for another towel to capture my long, spiraled, honey-brown, tresses. As I straighten, a rivulet of water runs a path down my neck and into the heaving crevice between my breasts. The chill of the water makes me shiver; goosebumps appear on my arms and my nipples pucker and harden. I find my red silk kimono and put it on. I then reach down and pull the sash out of its keepers, then stuff it into a pocket of the gown. I begin to hum a tune of my own as I leave the bathroom, a plan formulates in my head. I walk into the bedroom, and stop briefly to let my hair down and shake it out to air dry. I go quickly and quietly to the closet in the hallway outside of the bedroom. I stop to listen for a moment, to make sure you are still showering. Once again, I hear you humming. I smile, and think that soon you will be humming an entirely different tune. I rummage around in the closet a bit and find the bag I had secretly hidden there some weeks before. I take it and sprint back to the bedroom. So you will not see it upon entering, the bedroom, I place the bag on the floor by my side of the bed. I reach into my pocket and take the sash out, then put it under my pillow. I hear the water shut off and the shower door open and close. My heart is racing, hands shaking, as I burst out laughing. “You have humiliated me for the last time, you bastard. “ I think to myself. I take what I need from the bag and kick it under the bed. As you towel yourself off, I apply a light layer of almond oil to my body, then comb out my damp hair. I find my burgundy lace panties and the matching bra and quickly slip them on. After making sure all the candles are lit, I hop into bed and wait for you. Soon, I hear you come into the room and approach the bed. You drop your wet towel on the floor and climb into bed. You slide under the sheets putting your hand on my shoulder and say in a loving tone, “Was I too rough, babe?” “No, honey, you were perfect. I am still soaked, wanna feel?” I ask you. I turn my back to you and bend one knee, inviting you to slide your hand between my thighs and check the level of my arousal for yourself. Your long fingers find their way to my slit like a rabbit running to the safety of its warren. I sigh as you slowly and expertly use your fingers to stimulate my inner sanctum. Remembering my plan, I pull your hand away, and immediately plunge your finger index and ring fingers into my mouth. I use my mouth on your fingers like they are an extension of your cock. Within seconds, I know the heat of your desire as your cock pulsates against my back, and a guttural moan escapes you. Taking your fingers from my mouth, I push back against you and say, “I’m chilled, please hold me.” You take your long arms and reach around to embrace me. I snuggle back a bit more, and take your hands in mine. I bend forward to kiss the inside of your wrists and I hear a soft moan behind me. You mold your body into mine, and soon I feel your cock pressing against my lower back. It's stronger this time, more demanding. I slowly reach under my pillow and slide the sash out, and then start to rub the silk against your forearms. I see goose bumps rise up as you pull back and chuckle in my ear. You whisper, “That tickles, babe.” I say nothing and continue rubbing the silk all over your arms. I keep touching you softly until relaxation overtakes you and you drift off to sleep. Seeing my chance, I quickly tie your wrists together as tight as I can and slip out from your embrace. I slide out of bed and reach under it for the length of rope I have stashed there. I spring to your feet, pull back the sheets, and tie your ankles together with the speed of a professional calf roper. Having you secure, I turn on the bedside lamp, the brightness of the light wakes you and you startle when you realize your predicament. “What the fu..?” That is all you get out as I take off my panties and wrap them around your head, gagging you in a most delightful way. I am tempted to blindfold you, but think better of it; I want you to see what's coming. I sit on the edge of the bed, reach between my legs and pull the bag out. I grab something out of it and smile to myself. With my back still turned to you I say, “You know how touchy you are about your ass?" I hear you 'gulp' behind me and that makes me giggle. I turn to you now, and hold up something you have never seen in person before, just in some pictures and porn clips. Your eyes widen as I place on the bed a harness with a dildo strapped to it. "Now, just forget it! I'm NOT letting you fuck me with that!" you say, doing your best to hide the waver in your voice. I raise my eyebrow. "Oh really? As I see it, you are in no position to tell me what I can or cannot do to you." I see you wince, then speak in a much less demanding tone. "Honey, come on, let's be real. You know I was only toying with you in the tub. No need to get nasty." I am tired of hearing you, so I reposition my panties on your mouth to shut you up. I take the harness and put it on. I adjust it and swivel my hips, making the dildo dance around. I'm watching you, watching it, and your eyes as big as saucers. I crack up laughing. You scramble as best you can to the other side of the bed, but I grab your ropes and make you sit on the edge. I kneel at your feet and start to take you into my mouth. I feel you tense as I suck your cock painfully hard. You inhale with a hiss at the intensity of the feeling, but your cock jumps and thickens in my mouth, just the same. Without warning, I pull back and push you legs up, so they are high in the air. You make no attempt to kick at me as I push your legs even farther back, so you ass is presented to me. I stand on the edge of the bed, then slowly lean forward, the head of the dildo just barely touching your flesh. You shiver and moan a bit as the rubber glides across your ass. "What do you think, big man, do you think you can take it?" I lean forward again, probing and pushing with the dildo at the rim of your ass. I hold the backs of your thighs and push them back even further. You do nothing, but I can tell by the pulsing of your cock and the increasing rise and fall of your chest that you are getting increasingly aroused. I reach for the lube and apply a good amount to the dildo, then I lean in again, penetrating you with just the tip, before I withdraw it again. I do this to you again and again, never pushing past the initial couple inches of the dildo. You tense on the bed at first, but soon, you start to push into the dildo, asking for more. Seeing how much you want it, I immediately stop. "No, I don't think so, not tonight. You need to think about what a shit head you were to me earlier." I tell you in a stern voice. You let out a huge, disappointed sigh as I turn away from you and let your legs drop down. I turn to walk out of the bedroom, then suddenly spin around and say, "Oh, what the hell." I rush to the bed, throw your legs up high and slide the entire dildo into your ass with one stroke. Your breath is taken away by the pressure of the latex, but as I start to pump into you, the stimulation is incredible. You close your eyes and embrace the feelings overwhelming you as I up the tempo and start fucking you in earnest. I reach down with one of my hands and find your granite member. I gasp at its thickness and soon I am using my hand to stroke the full length of your shaft. Again and again I push into you, matching the movements of my hips and hand. I see you tense up on the bed, and start to moan louder. I can feel a huge load of cum swelling in your balls as you clench your ass around the dildo. You are very close to coming, all the signs are there. "Don't you ever man-handle me that way, again. Got it?" I pull out and let go of your cock. Then, I take off the harness and walk out of the room, turning off the lights as I pass the switch. You lie there in the darkness, breathing heavy, your balls on fire for not being able to empty them. I laugh as I hear your muffled cries. "Come on babe, untie me! Babe? Babe?" I pour myself a drink and sit on the couch. I can still hear you, so I turn on the TV and start watching , "The Twilight Zone." Halfway through my drink, I close my eyes and start to drift off and before long, I am fast asleep on the couch.