Keywords: mf heavy bond mild dom I was asleep when you came home from work, around midnight.Keywords: mf heavy bond mild dom I was asleep when you came home from work, around midnight. I was awakened by the feathersoft touch of your kiss. As you withdrew, you laid your finger across my lips. "Quiet," you commanded. "Come with me." You took my hand in your own and helped me to my feet. I hesitated a little when you led me to the front door, as I was wearing only a thin silk nightgown, but you urged me outside anyway. It was at times like these that I was thankful for the seclusion of our little cottage. The October night was cool, but not cold. The chill made me instantly harden, my nipples poking out from beneath the silk. As we approached the path leading through the woods, you lifted me into your arms to protect my bare feet from thorns and sharp rocks. We came to a small clearing, through which the little brook flowed, and there you set me down. You urged me to step back until I stood between two trees at the edge of the clearing. You then lifted my hand, pressed your lips to the soft skin at my wrist, and, to my surprise, shackled it to a fur-lined manacle attached to one of the branches. I realized that you had been here earlier, and already had prepared this clearing to suit your wishes. You finished shackling me until I stood spread-eagled between the trees. You stood back and admired your handiwork. I realized what you must see: my white shift and pale skin reflecting the soft glow of the moon, my dark hair framing my face in wild disarray, my even darker eyes wide with surprise. |