Page 23 of Craved By You
“Y-yes, sir.” At first, I thought she was scared, but she was the exact opposite. “I remember the stoplight system.”
I kissed her forehead, relieved that I hadn’t just completely fucked up. I didn’t want to be a reason for her to stray away from her desires again. “Good girl.”
I guided her to the center of the area I had set up, chains dangling above with strong o-rings attached. Astrid had previously indicated that she wanted to experience suspension and I looked forward to being the one to give that gift to her. That aspect wouldn’t happen tonight, I need her to get comfortable in the rope first, rebuilding her confidence. In the future, whenshewas ready, I’d help her soar.
We wouldn’t go super in-depth with things tonight, but I wanted to start her out with a few simple knots since it had been a while since she had been tied up for modeling. I pulled her dress up over her head, slid her arms out of her sleeves, and removed her bra, leaving her standing there in her thong and stockings. “Now, hold your arms in front of you.”
Astrid did as she was told, and I began. I started by binding her wrists together in a double column. I had wanted to explain the process to her with each step that I took, but it was more natural for me to just do what I had been trained to do. Each knot created was a slow rhythmic dance that both held and bound her. I paid attention to her breaths and could tell the anticipation of what I was going to do next was starting to get to her.
I pulled gently, and watched as her smile took over. She seemed back in her element, a goddess in human skin and I was just as much in awe of her as the art that I was creating with her body as my canvas. The rope tightened, applying pressure across her limbs.
“Are you doing okay?” It was important that I checked on her to make sure she wasn’t getting lost amongst the euphoria that had taken over.
???
Astrid
The rope felt cool against my skin, and it didn’t take long before I was celebrating being back in this element. Only this time, I could let myself go fully free and check out because it wasn’t a stranger I had just met fifteen minutes ago who was doing the tying. The anticipation was killing me as I waited for that first tug of the rope. As soon as I felt the weight of the knots against my skin, the butterflies took over and I felt a warmth building between my legs likeI had never experienced before.
This was hot.
Having the opportunity to let go of all inhibitions and just let Colt do his work, I had never felt so free. I trusted him fully, completely, and it almost felt wrong based on how fast-paced our relationship had been going. I felt like I could share anything with him, tell him all my secrets like he was my human diary and I never had to feel judgment. I knew he had his secrets, and in time, I believed that he would share his darkness with me, too.
Together, we would find the light.
Or maybe he has already tried to share and I won’t shut up long enough about myself to just… listen.
Another firm tug brought me back to the present and I fell into a strong state of euphoria, stronger than any I had ever experienced previously. A wave of warmth washed over me as the rope continued its journey flowing across my body. For the first time in forever, I felt grounded and light. I closed my eyes again, taking in the unique sense of vulnerability.
A welcomed reward.
Then the tension shifted, sending a shiver down my body reminding me of the shared control that both Colt and I had over my body at that moment. It was a beautiful and bonding experience, and the more I thought about it, the more I became content in the fact that he was the person I was sharing this moment with. He was who I wanted to share all of my intimate moments with.
Tonight, I had been seen in ways that I had never been seen before. First the conversation about my scars, now this.I think I’m falling for him.
“You’re beautiful,” Colt whispered as he freed me from the confines of the rope and I could feel my nipples harden as the rope tenderly grazed over them.
I could feel my cheeks heat as they reddened. “Thank you for tonight. I needed that.”
Colt’s strong hands began to glide across my body as he pressed himself against my back. “Who says it has to be over?” I looked down and could see the slight imprints on my skin that the rope had left behind. They were beautiful.
“It’s getting late.” Suddenly, I could feel myself starting to get anxious and I was unsure of what was going on. Things had been going so well, so why was I suddenly feeling panicky? It didn’t make sense.
Red light.The words wouldn’t form.What is happening to me?
Colt must have noticed my breathing pattern change, and I was glad that he was always so attentive. Immediately, he released me and took me back to the lounge area. Everything around me was happening so fast it felt like I was spinning out.Fuck, I feel like I might pass out.He rushed over and grabbed a bottle of water and encouraged me to drink it before disappearing into one of the offices and coming back with a blanket, wrapping me up like a burrito before sitting down next to me. “I know you didn’t say to stop, but I felt that we needed to before anything else happened,” he explained.
I wanted to cry, feeling like I had just ruined a perfect night. “I don’t understand what happened.”
Colt pulled me into him and held me tightly. “That’s what is called a drop. It doesn’t always happen this quickly. We just need to figure out what you need in the way of aftercare to help get you through it.”
He seemed annoyed, and for a moment I thought that his annoyance was directed at me. It wasn’t long before that feelingmelted away into a sense of calm that enveloped me right along with his arms as Colt kissed the top of my head. “I’m frustrated at myself for not thinking that far ahead,” he explained as he played with my hair. “Not with you.”
“This is nice.” I nuzzled into him deeper. “I love it when you play with my hair.”
“Stay with me?” he asked me again in a hushed tone that I almost missed.
“I would love nothing more.”
