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"They also serve"


They also serve who only stand and wait, someone said.

If you're a submissive, sometimes that's "who lie and wait".

So when my mistress told me to lay on my back on this bench
and got a bunch of rope and started tieing me very thoroughly
and very securely to the bench, that was fine.  Having her
attention focused on me is always nice, and feeling her hands 
on me as she adjusts the ropes is delicious.  Especially when
she stops for some stroking that doesn't have anything to do
with keeping me down.


Learning that she wanted me to spend the night had been a thrill.
Learning I was going to spend it tied to this bench wasn't, but
if that's what she wanted, well, any way that I can please her
is OK with me  Even when that includes rolling a portable guillotine
up to the bench and setting it over my head so I was facing up at
a large, gleaming slanted blade aimed at my throat.

"Just something to give you sweet dreams", she said, giggling, as
she left the room.  Well, whatever pleases her.  I didn't think
I'd be sleep much anyway; the ropes weren't really tight but
they weren't very comfortable, and neither was this bench I was
on.  It wasn't going to be a comfortable night, as I'm sure she
knew.  Spending it looking up at that blade would add to the squirm
factor a little.

Of course, it wasn't the only thing to have me squirming.  Not long
after she left the room the monitor began sounding.  Some extra
baby monitors between her bedroom and this room so I wasn't totally
disconnected.  I was forbidden to speak unless I wwas in dire danger,
but I could here what was going on in the other room.  Which was the
idea.  She liked having me listen as she and her husband made love.
And it did sort of sooth my ego - when your role in a relationship
is getting bound and beaten before your mistress makes love to another
man you take your ego balm where you can - that she always seemed
highly aroused when she had me tied up nearbye, whether watching or
just listening or watching till she decided to blindfold me or
listening till she decided to take the blindfold off.  But then,
how would I know if she was any more aroused then usual ?  Her husband
and I maintained a pretty civil relationship, but probably one reason
it remained civil is because I didn't ask him questions like that.

Anyway, today she wanted me to hear.  That's OK.  I used to find it
awkward, but now I like seeing or hearing her make love, and don't
get embarrassed about my reaction showing.  It's the reaction she
wanted, after all, and besides, the pretense of modesty or decorum
or dignity is pretty silly from someone who is likely to be made
to spend the night chained naked to her doghouse - outside the
doghouse, since her dogs don't quite like me enough to let me in
with them.  So I was pleasantly if not very comfortably listening
to them enjoyinh each other when I noticed the knot holding the
blade to the guillotine.  It was a little looser than I'd have
liked, but I figured I was just a bit paranoid.  Staring at
guillotine blades will do that to someone.

They were hot tonight, I thought, squirming what little I could
on the bench.  She seemed even more passionate than usual. Good
for her, even if I had nothing to do with it (but I was going to 
imagine that I did).  

That knot really doesn't look very strong.

Oh, well, focus on listening to her gasps and moans and imagining
how she most look.  And on the warm silence between them when
they are done.   Hmmm, that's an interesting sound.  Seems she's
not done and wants him to not be done.  And moved the microphone
closer so I could her the sucking sounds.

God, there are times when it's torture being the slave to a 
monogamous woman.  And doesn't she know that.  He yodels nicely,
but not for long.  Nope, she's on him now.  Yes, mistress, I'm
sure he does know what you want.  Yes, I imagine he's going to
give it to you.  Well, yes, I think he'll do it hard.  Oh, she
does have such a sexy grunt.

Is that knot a little looser ?  Probably my imagination.

Which is better used imagining how hot and flushed her face
is now.  I wonder if her eyes are still hard and hot and
hungry and demanding, or have they begun to get glassy ?
Either look is incredibly sexy.  Hell, what's not sexy about
a pretty and sexy - not always the same thing - woman who loves
to fuck fucking someone she loves ?  Hmmm, now, those grunts
are just animal grunts, she's gone away now and won't be back
for awhile.  Yesss, go on my love, take him for all he's worth
and enjoy every minute of it.

Hmmm, well don't take too long, as I'm afraid I'm going to
have to interrupt her tonight.  That knot really does look
looser.  But that can wait for a while.

I'd enjoy this more if I could focus on something besides
that blade and that knot.


Don't do that... bad slave, testing mistresses' knots.
Not that she minds, she likes seeing me struggle to get
free (as long as I fail, which she knows I will); I'm
the one who thinks struggling is bad and usually has to 
be ordered to do it.  But usually her knots are so secure....


They're quiet.  I'll give them some time, a little time for 
cuddling and afterglow before I interrupt.  Or... well,
I don't want to disturb them too soon, and anyhow, these baby
monitors are supposed to wake up parents from a sound sleep.

Though judging from those grunts it's going to be a very sound 
sleep....


Well, that's enough afterglow for now.


"Mistress ?  I'm sorry for disturbing you but there's
a problem here I think you should know about".


"Mistress ?  Mistress ?  I'm really sorry but I have
a problem.  Mistress, the knot on this blade is loosening,
could you please come fix it ?"


"Mistress, it's definitely coming undone, could you come
soon ?  Mistress ?  MISTRESS ?  Help me, PLEASE, mistress"


"Pleease. mistress, NOW, it just slipped some more, please
mistress, please, I can't get loose, please help me mistress
please"


"God, RED FUCKING RED, PLEASE MISTRESS GET YOUR ASS DOWN
HERE THE KNOT IS SLIPPING PLEEEASE HELP ME, PLEASE PLEASE
HELP ME PLEASE"

"IT'S COMING....  AAAHHHHHHHHAHAHAH !"


She can really be a bitch sometimes.


Yes, I should have known the path of the blade would be blocked
so it couldn't actually reach my neck.  You try noticing little
details like that when you're staring at a blade and listening to
someone fucking like crazy.

She'd been outside the door for some time, watching from the dark
so she could see my face and my struggles as well as hear my
begging.  She's always been a bit frustrated because I trust her
too much to think she's going to harm me, so even when I'm tied 
to a rail fence and helmetted and she's shooting beer bottles off 
the fence posts, I don't get as scared as she'd like.  Though 
I'm pretty scared of having glass fragments removed from my arms
- I think she could be gentler with those tweezers and go easier 
with that antiseptic - it's not the mortal fear she wants.  I guess 
she got it tonight (god, I hope she got it tonight).  When she
slid into the room and lay atop me while I was crying, listening
to my heart pounding and feeling my trembling and my labored
breathing, they were nothing like she'd ever heard or felt
from me.

Well, I'm glad I could serve.  And glad she spent the rest of
the night stroking and kissing and cuddling me.  It was nice
being untied after awhile and taken to bed, and nice to have 
her body pressing against mine even after the trembling had 
stopped, and nice to hold her while she slept.

And nice, in its way, to be handcuffed to the bed the next
morning when she went to get her husband and to listen while
she fucked his brains out the next morning.  Well, they also
serve who only wait, whether standing or handcuffed to a bed.



-- 
Steven S. Davis *  sd@magenta.com  *  ssdavis@netaxs.com
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