Best Bondage Erotica 2013 (26 page)

“Should I tie your wrists together?” he asks the air. Or someone, but certainly not me. This question is rhetorical; I've surrendered my autonomy to him with the words
over my mouth.
I wouldn't have answered even if I could; I'm insolent, but not that insolent. I know he's trying to decide if he wants me to be able to grab for him, or if he wants full control. Will I ruin some aspect of his plans if he leaves my arms free? Is it too much to bind my feet and my wrists? He's left the decision up to me, which is its own form of sadism.

I offer up an answer even though I'm not sure if it's expected. I nod, because I'm never one to turn down the chance to squirm, to struggle, to feel like I can't get away—even though I'm not really sure if this is the right answer. I know it will leave me open to being tickled, yet for a moment, I want that specialized form of torment.

Instead of the tape, I see him grab the specially made purple padded cuffs he's an expert in cinching around my wrists. He knows just how tight to make them, and he knows I like to watch. There's a reason we don't own a blindfold; he's shown me exactly how sadistic being made to watch can be. “Somehow, I don't trust you to keep those pretty legs spread, and I'm going to need them wide open,” he says, like he's talking to an assistant.

I would smile, but I can't. Instead I thrust my feet farther apart, and feel the wetness pooling between my legs when the matching cuffs are brought out and attached to our bed, the
one we had custom made, when Bennett told the guy we found in the phone book exactly why we needed an extremely sturdy four-poster. So now I'm all his, spread wide, my body an upside-down
Y,
legs open, arms above me. My eyes bulge as he takes the Wartenberg wheel and rolls it up from the back of my calf along my inner thigh.
He wouldn't,
I think, as it edges closer and closer to my pussy, but you never know. He bypasses my pussy to roll it over my belly, then between my breasts. He frowns, seems to assess something, then flicks the end of each clamp so the bells chime.

I can feel the fire heating him up, the urgent need to go farther, and soon I see something flicker across his mind. That's one thing about being tied up over and over again—you learn to read your partner as well as he can read you. A good sub is a wise observer, and while I can't tell what Bennett's plans are for me, I know when the rush of power hits his veins. “Stay there for me, bella,” he says, and walks out. I arch my feet and suddenly have a premonition: he's going to do something to them. He knows my feet are sacred, sensitive, off limits…except when he pushes my limits.

So when he comes back with the cane, tears immediately swell into my eyes. I didn't agree to the cane, though I guess, in a way, I did, by agreeing to let him tie me up. I know there's a way I could get out of this, could thrash and buck and flail and let him know I don't want it. I don't, in fact, want it, but I want to have done it. I want to let him use my feet so that maybe after he'll take the tape off and kiss me, use my mouth to invade and conquer.

He rests the cane across my bare belly first and makes my feet dance with the tickle of the feather. The dull heat where the clamps are bearing down on my nipples is nothing compared to what I know is coming next. My feet look good, at least; I just
got a special pedicure the other day, one where my feet were treated to an ice-cream procedure, with a strawberry-scented bath followed by a chocolate scrub, caramel mask and vanilla lotion. I walked in the door afterward and, in one of his few submissive-seeming acts, Bennett had kissed my feet, inhaling their scent. Now my smooth, sleek skin and bright-red toes taunt me as I know the tender bottoms are about to take a beating. I've taken his beatings in so many places: my ass, my breasts, my pussy. I've taken floggings on my back and hot wax along my belly.

But my feet are different, sensitive in an entirely different way. I can't prepare for the pain, and if I dare to arch my feet within their bonds, Bennett will wait me out. I go slack and let him strike. He taps lightly at first against the ball of one foot, then the other, and then strikes up a rhythm, going so quickly that it goes from almost gentle to a piercing sting. My screams are muffled by the tape, but my tears are not. It all lasts only maybe two minutes, but it feels longer.

My feet feel the burn after he's put down the cane. He unfastens each leg but I keep them spread wide, resting against the bed. He moves up and gives my pussy a few slaps for good measure. My wetness rushes toward his hand and he slaps me harder. “I should use the cane right here,” he says softly, something I know he doesn't mean. He does use one hand to spread my pussy lips open, then delivers three stern blows that leave my lips stinging, too, in the best way. Bennett then moves up my body to my breasts, easing one clamp off, then the other, the rush of blood back to my nipples focusing all my senses right there into those two points.

He undoes my arms next, kissing the inside of each wrist. Then he stares at me, and all I can do is stare back. I should feel muzzled, but I feel full of love as I move my limbs and wait for
his next move. Bennett leans down and licks along my neck, then blows in the spot he know is the most ticklish. My involuntary attempt at laughter hurts as the tape moves with me. His is biting my neck, giving me a hickey like I'm fifteen rather than thirty-five.

He gives me a final question: “How should I remove the tape? Slap the bed once for slow, twice for fast.” I'm not sure I'm up for sealing my kinky fate yet again, but I slap the bed, just once, not quite ready to let our moment end. He stares deep into my eyes with his blueberry-colored ones and slowly peels the tape off, slowly enough that I can feel the minuscule hairs on my face unsure whether to stay with me or go with the tape, can feel the air rushing to meet me, can feel the pain as it's delivered slowly but surely.

I feel like I've been through so much, feel the aches and stings and aftereffects on various points from foot to mouth, with detours along the way. But I don't mind, not at all. I don't reach for his cock, even though I can tell it's hard, and he lets my pussy recover for a few minutes. Instead, I revel in the sore spots and wrap my arms around him, pulling him close. He kisses the tears from my eyes and lets me simply breathe against him, recovering, until he decides to overtake me once again. I'll be ready. I always am.

VALERIE ALEXANDER
(
ValerieAlexander.org
) is a novelist and freelance writer who lives in Arizona. Her work has been previously published in
Best of Best Women's Erotica, Best Bondage Erotica
and other anthologies.

 

LOUISE BLAYDON
writes erotic romance of various kinds from the house she shares with three cats in Oxfordshire, England.

 

ELIZABETH COLDWELL
lives and writes in London. Her stories have appeared in numerous anthologies, including
Best Bondage Erotica 2011
and
2012
. She can be found at The (Really) Naughty Corner,
elizabethcoldwell.wordpress.com
.

 

Called a “legendary erotica heavy-hitter” (by the über-legendary Violet Blue),
ANDREA DALE
(
cyvarwydd.com
) lives in a fantasy world in her head, weaving tales of erotic romance and magic. Her work has appeared in the Lambda Literary Award–
winning
Lesbian Cowboys: Erotic Adventures
and
Romantic Times
4.5-star-rated
Fairy Tale Lust
, as well as about a hundred other anthologies.

 

Bestselling multi-published romance author
SHOSHANNA EVERS
([email protected]) writes for Ellora's Cave, The Wild Rose Press, Cleis Press and Berkley/Jove, as well as becoming an Amazon Erotica Bestseller and #1 Amazon Authorship Bestseller with her self-published books.

 

LUCY FELTHOUSE
(
lucyfelthouse.co.uk
) studied creative writing at university. Whilst there, she was dared to write an erotic story. It went down a storm and she's never looked back. Lucy has had stories published by Cleis Press, Noble Romance, Ravenous Romance, Resplendence Publishing, Summerhouse Publishing, Sweetmeats Press and Xcite Books.

 

GRAYDANCER
(
graydancer.com
) has written three novels of urban kinky magic and is a traveling sex-positive educator, author, performer, podcaster, and all-around enthusiast for helping people get what they want. Based in Seattle, he is known for his “Ropecast” (a kinky podcast) and for facilitating kinky unconferences called “GRUEs.”

 

KAY JAYBEE
is the author of
Not Her Type
,
The Perfect Submissive
,
Yes Ma'am
,
Quick Kink One
,
Quick Kink Two
, and
The Collector
. Kay also has over seventy short stories published. Details of her work can be found at
kayjaybee.me.uk
.

 

D. L. KING's
(
dlkingerotica.blogspot.com
) short stories have appeared in titles such as
Best Women's Erotica; One Night Only; Luscious; Please, Ma'am
and many others. She is the
editor of
Seductress, The Harder She Comes, Spankalicious, Voyeur Eyes Only, Carnal Machines, Spank!, The Sweetest Kiss
, and
Where the Girls Are
.

 

ANNABETH LEONG's
recent work includes a meditation on fellatio insecurities in
Going Down: Oral Sex Stories
and a violet-scented lesbian romance in
Like Hearts Enchanted
. Annabeth loves freedom of speech, shoes, cooking and music. She lives in Providence, Rhode Island, blogs at
annabethleong.blogspot.com
.

 

SOMMER MARSDEN (
SommerMarsden.blogspot.com
) is the author of
Restless Spirit, Angry Sex
and
Learning to Drown
. Her short work has appeared in well over one hundred anthologies and counting. A wine-swigging, dachshund-owning, wannabe runner, Sommer writes full-time from her home in Baltimore.

 

DANIELLE MIGNON
is a lover of live theater and photography who's been called a grammar geek and control freak. An editor of countless stories, she's moving to the foreground by putting pen to paper.

 

MONOCLE
writes about the landscape of desire, and those who dare explore their own unknown territories. He's written erotic fiction for a couple of decades and been published in a number of print and e-press anthologies. Monocle resides in the Northeastern United States.

 

MEDEA MOR
hopes to soon publish her first erotic novel,
The Seduction of Lucy Deane
, a BDSM story set in Victorian England.

 

EVAN MORA's
stories of kinky pleasures have appeared in
numerous anthologies, including
Please Sir: Erotic Stories of Female Submission; Best Bondage Erotica 2011; Spank!; Bound By Lust: Romantic Stories of Submission and Sensuality
and
Cheeky Spanking Stories.
She lives in Toronto.

 

N. T. MORLEY
(
ntmorley.com
) is the author of twenty-four published novels of erotic dominance and submission, as well as short fiction that has appeared in many other anthologies—much of it collected in Morley's three published collections from Renaissance Ebooks.

 

MINA MURRAY's
work will appear in the forthcoming volume
Seductress: Erotic Tales of Immortal Desire.
Mina loves visitors, and doesn't bite (much) so please drop by: minamurray.
wordpress.com/
.

 

TIFFANY REISZ
is the author of
The Original Sinners
series from MIRA Books. She lives in Lexington, Kentucky, with her boyfriend and two cats.

 

Eroticist
GISELLE RENARDE
(
wix.com/gisellerenarde/erotica
) is a queer Canadian, avid volunteer, contributor to more than fifty short-story anthologies and author of dozens of electronic and print books, including
Anonymous, Ondine
and
My Mistress' Thighs
.

 

TERESA NOELLE ROBERTS
writes romantic erotica and erotic romance for lusty romantics of all persuasions. Her short fiction has appeared in
Best of Best Women's Erotica 2
,
Best Bondage Erotica 2011
and
2012, Orgasmic
,
Spanked
,
Playing with Fire
and other anthologies with similarly provocative titles. She writes erotic romance for Samhain and Phaze.

 

THOMAS S. ROCHE
is a widely published author of erotic short stories, horror and crime fiction. His books include the short-story collections
Dark Matter
,
His
and
Hers,
as well as the novel
The Panama Laugh
, which was a finalist for the Bram Stoker Award from the Horror Writers Association.

 

LOGAN ZACHARY
([email protected]) lives in Minneapolis, Minnesota. His book,
Calendar Boys
, is a collection of his short stories. His work can also be found in
Going Down, Hard Hats, Sweat!, Surfer Boys, Skater Boys, Brief Encounters, Biker Boys, Black Fire, College Boys, Sexy Sailors, Threesomes
and
Beach Bums
.

RACHEL KRAMER BUSSEL
(
rachelkramerbussel.com
) is a New York–based author, editor and blogger. She has edited over forty books of erotica, including
Anything for You; Suite Encounters; Going Down; Irresistible; Gotta Have It; Obsessed; Women in Lust; Surrender; Orgasmic; Cheeky Spanking Stories; Bottoms Up; Spanked: Red-Cheeked Erotica; Fast Girls; Smooth; Passion; The Mile High Club; Do Not Disturb; Going Down; Tasting Him; Tasting Her; Please, Sir; Please, Ma'am; He's on Top; She's on Top; Caught Looking; Hide and Seek; Crossdressing; Rubber Sex,
and is
Best Sex Writing
series editor
.
Her anthologies have won eight IPPY (Independent Publisher) Awards, and
Surrender
won the National Leather Association Samois Anthology Award. Her work has been published in over one hundred anthologies, including
Best American Erotica 2004
and
2006.
She wrote the popular “Lusty Lady” column for the
Village Voice.