BDSM Phone Sex Fantasy – Don’t Forget Chloe! – Part 1

I  wanted him to tie me up. BDSM phone sex fantasy.

I need to feel the biting in my wrists.

You know I need to feel the pressure.

I need to feel the security.

I need to feel the control, the worry, the weight melt away.

You know I need to feel the trust I have in you with a physical presence.

I need.

I was bound to the chair.BDSM phone sex fantasy.

Each wrist bound to its matching knee.

Each leg bound to the leg of a chair.

My chest and torso bound to the back of the chair.

The blindfold was a surprise.

So, I was not expecting my sense of sight to be taken away.

“Sir, please”

The hand on my throat and then his lips sealing against mine made me realize that my plea was for naught.

It became dark. The blindfold was tight. The pressure of the binding was close to the point of making me see stars.

Somehow, he knew when to stop.BDSM phone sex fantasy.

He knew how far to go.

He knew what I needed.

The gasp I made when the chair lifted off of the floor put a smile on his face. He knew I would not expect to be lifted. He knew that I could feel the bite, the security, then the pressure to the fullest when I had no control or ability to touch the floor.

I could hear him.

I could smell the musky scent of his body soap and the work of the day.

He knows I could feel him as he walked around and stood in front of me.

Leaning in, he kissed my lips, my cheek, my neck.

He took his tongue and then cupping my earlobe, he guided it into his mouth. Gave it a slight suck and nibble. Released it then kissed it.

“You need to know that you are not forgotten.” He whispered in my ear.

“Yes sir.” I moaned.BDSM phone sex fantasy.

He stepped away. I could feel his presence pull back. Knowing I had no idea if he was still by me or had walked away.

I did not know how long I had been suspended, levitated, elevated. But just as I began to think I was alone, I heard his voice.

“You are not forgotten.”

He could not have been three feet away because I felt his hands as he rubbed the inside of my thighs. As he reached for my clit and inserted a finger into my wet lips, he kissed me. He gave me a little peck then pulled away. Hungrily I opened my mouth, searching for his. Greedily I tried to open my legs and push my wanting hole towards him. Because the ropes held me firmly.BDSM phone sex fantasy.

How could he be so quiet?

I wondered after the surge of my want abated slightly. I did not know then that he was standing that close to me the entire time. Maybe he had not been that close. He could have been in another room, or across the room watching me. But, how could he be so quiet? With the blindfold on, I was then trying to hear everything. Any little creak of his footstep on the floor, his breathing, or brushing of his hand against a wall. I could hear nothing but the birds outside or an occasional car drive by. Did he forget about me?

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