[Fiction] Coming Home

[gaomon11]

(First short story, augh)


I was already excited for tonight. My master and I had texted each other whenever he could sneak it in at work. It had been a stressful day for him, and being horny all day hadn't helped that.

We'd only been in a relationship for two weeks. I'd never tried bdsm before him, and was still in training. Even though I tried my best, progress seemed slow. Today, he wanted to come home to a nice surprise waiting for him. This was my chance to impress him.

I started about an hour before he'd be home. My idea was to be tied up nice for him, already tired from struggling (one of his complaints was that I struggled too much), and be ready for him to take me to the bedroom or fuck me right there, whatever he wished. At that point I'd be weaker and easier to drag around.


to be continued (when it isn't so damn early)