“Really, well then, we will have to make good use of these canopy posts then, won’t we?”
“Oh, yeah,” I sighed. “I’m getting flashbacks to you against my bedpost, naked, vulnerable to my every whim. I did enjoy that. I can see that hard, perfect mound of an ass you have held clenched as I spanked it.”
“And, I’m getting hard thinking of doing the same to you right now. Forget exploring the castle, I’m tying you to the bed and exploring you. Get naked, Christina, while I get something to bind you with.”
A tingle skittered over my skin with the look he gave me as he jumped off the bed. He went right to the curtains and pulled the rope tie-backs off of them. I laid there mesmerized, not only by his ingenuity there, but in a mixture of shock and anticipation that created wetness between my legs.
“Get undressed. Now, Christina,” Lex said in an authoritative tone. “I’ve got work to do on that luscious body of yours.”
I nodded and got off the bed. Just stripping out of every stitch of clothing as he began looking through drawers with rope dangling over his arm felt deliciously naughty. My nipples pebbled just from the air, and a wonderful race of anxiety-pumping adrenaline through my veins.
“Did you really mean you would do anything with me?” he asked, turning to me and stopping a beat to look over my body as I stood naked at the end of the bed. “Damn. you are so beautiful. I can’t believe you are all mine. Hate to get greedy, but I have some animalistic needs. You said you were game?”
“I trust you. I know you wouldn’t hurt me… well, outside of a good sort of hurt, like that spanking you gave me before.”
“Oh, that ass of yours, and the way you squirmed under each hit of my hand. Your cheeks getting red... it was amazing to watch, especially knowing that it pleased you, got you all hot and bothered and ready for me.”
“It did. Surprised even me. Bring it on, you animal,” I said with a nervous pitch to my laughter. “I don’t care if it is romantic or rushed. Slow and loving or hard and fast. I just want to be with you, in a shower, thrown over a couch, in a dark alley… oh wait, we’ve already done that alley thing; shower, too. Guess the dungeon is about the only place we have left to try new.”
“Actually, there is this really private waterfall here that we could make love under. With my wolf ears, I’d know in plenty of time if someone were coming for us, to make ourselves presentable.”
“That sounds amazing,” I said, letting the image form in my mind, having seen two of the waterfalls on this gorgeous island already. I got so lost in the dream that I forgot the urge to cover myself until he approached me.
“Glad the rope is long, as this bed is really wide,” he said, looking from me to the bedposts. “Arms up, dear,” he commanded as his hand on my side positioned me at the edge of the bed, right in the middle of the mattress.
With the ropes, he strung each of my wrists from high up on the bedposts, all the way to where it held the canopy. So, my arms were out to the side, but over my head. He then did the same to my ankles, spreading them wide, binding them to the posts at the floor. I would be lying if I didn’t admit that the odd sense of danger here excited me. I knew no one was going to come knocking, but in a strange place, you often get that being exposed sort of feeling, like anyone could just open that door at any time and see me spread eagle, and standing no less, tied to the bed.
“Yes, this is just how I want you. And, while the bed is high, the mattress hits just under that ass of yours, leaving it free to me to kiss, to bite, to spank, whatever I want. But, first, I don’t want you to see what is coming.”
With that, he took a scarf or something he’d found and tied it around my head to cover my eyes. I wiggled a bit, feeling more exposed the less I could see. I repositioned my weight, putting it on my right foot and then on the left several times. My breaths became pants as my ears perked up, trying to figure out where he was.
“You okay?” he whispered in my right ear, giving me a little startle. “You are looking antsy.
“You move around so quietly. But, I’m fine. Excited. I can barely tolerate the anticipation of your first touch.”