Sleeping In Submission

She sleeps tied up in her lead. She asks him if she can, and for a moment she thinks he is going to say no. She watches the hesitation as it clouds and passes through his eyes. But eventually he nods.

And she loves it. Totally. Completely. With all her thoughts silently tidied away, she can snuggle against him and feel his flesh against her cheek, the beat of his heart as it seems to produce an equal throb within her. She wishes that he could hold onto the lead all night, so intense is the feeling, but of course it slips from his fingers as he sleeps. For one ridiculous moment she giggles as she imagines tying him up with the lead, but decides the reaction might not be one she'd care to see.

She moans, slowly awakening to the feel of his fingers as he pushes them through her juice sodden thighs and into her waiting wet pussy. With a growl that sends an electric thrill coursing through her, he ties her hands together with the lead and clambers on top of her.

Over the new few weeks there are moments when she feels like throwing off her submission: sometimes it's almost harder than she can bear, but the cold pressure of her lead keeps pulling her back to him.