To say that Ann was surprised I'd found a way to handcuff her to the bed after we'd made love was a bit of an understatement. I'd rolled over, pinning her beneath me as I stretched her arms high over her head. She thought it was a playful prelude to yet another lovemaking session, following up on the one we'd finished ten minutes before. As wonderful as that thought was, it was just after midnight and I pointed out to her she'd ceased to be Anna, my naughty fiancΓ©e. She'd unknowingly transformed into Annabelle, my love slave for the next 24 hours.
Ann had mentioned weeks before that she wanted to submit to me again. She even picked the exact day, saying she wanted to have it set in stone so she could prepare herself. Instead, I'd caught her off guard, having taken the date more literally than she had originally intended.
Even though Ann had willingly lifted her left leg so I could tie a rope to her ankle, spreading her open and making her vulnerable, I could tell by the look on her face that she thought Thursday would start after I got off of work. That would have given her all day to think about what was to come and prepare her mind for what I might do to her. I'd shortened that window considerably; she had just a moment or two to decide if she really wanted to go through with being Annabelle again.
~*~*~*~*~*~
We got back to our room after finding what we hoped would be our future home, and I took a quick shower. While Ann was taking hers, I looked at the nightstand clock and it dawned on me that Thursday was less than an hour away. At that point, my devious little mind kicked into gear and all kinds of ideas of what I could do started flooding in...starting with a phone call.
Grabbing the phone, I dialed, breathing a sigh of relief when I heard the familiar voice say, "Front desk, this is Heather. How can I help you?"
"That would depend," I said with a naughty laugh.
"Neil! I didn't see you and Ann come back. How did the house searching go?"
"I think we finally found one, Heather. We should be signing an agreement on Friday."
"Really? That's fantastic!"
"Yeah, we're really excited about it. Thanks for asking."
"You're welcome."
"Anyway, I was wondering...."
"You know, somehow I had the feeling you didn't call just me to tell me that."
"I'm not the one that brought it up. You did."
"True," she laughed, "So, what is it I can do for you, and what does it depend on?"
"It depends on whether or not you want to help me with a little project I'm working on for Ann."
"Project? What kind of project."
"It's me...and Ann. There's really only one kind of project it could be, isn't there?"
"Sex?" Heather asked.
"Yep."
"Count me in," she laughed again.
"You don't even know what I want you to do yet."
"It doesn't matter, Neil. If it's for Ann, I'm in. What do you need me to do?"
With a willing Heather behind me, I gave her a couple of tasks that would help set the stage for what I hoped would be a memorable day. I didn't necessarily feel the need to top what we'd done in Colorado, or want to, really. But I hoped to be in the same ballpark, and with the number of ideas that were running around inside my head, I liked my chances.
Still, I needed to know if Ann was really on board. Even thought she'd said she wanted to become Annabelle weeks before, it wasn't a stretch to think she could have changed her mind. So, just before I finished securing her to the mattress, I asked if she was sure she was ready to...well, to submit to me. I'd caught her by surprise, starting her day as my love slave at the moment Wednesday became Thursday, and I wanted to confirm she still wanted to do it. I also needed to make sure she was okay with the adventure lasting 24 hours, instead of the eight or nine she'd had in her head.
While she took a moment to consider the situation, I could see in her eyes that she was nervous; but she was also excited. A large part of that excitement stemmed from the fact that I'd found a way to take something she was anticipating, and turn it into the unexpected position she found herself trapped in. When Ann saw me smile, she relaxed, knowing she was safe and that I was putting an effort into making her erotic dreams come true again.
Once she gave me the go-ahead, accepting that she was going to be Annabelle for ALL of Thursday, I tied her other ankle securely. Then, I surprised her again by kissing her on the mouth and telling her goodnight.
"What?" she wondered, her eyes following me as I walked around the other bed to the floor lamp in the corner of the room.
"I said, goodnight."
"You're going to bed?"
I turned the switch on the lamp, the bulb brightening a couple of times before leaving us both in the dark. "Yes, I'm going to bed. I have to go to work in the morning."
"Then why did you tie me up now, Neil? Couldn't this have waited until tomorrow?"
"It is tomorrow, Annabelle. I can do anything I want to do with you, because you belong to me until Friday. And this is how I want things for now...any other questions?"
"No, sir," she answered quietly.
"Good. Now, you lie there and think about that big load of cum that's going to start dripping out of your pussy any second. I want you to feel it running down your ass. I want it to remind you of what kind of woman Annabelle is. Tell, me, Annabelle, what kind of woman are you?"
Ann giggled, "I'm your dirty slut, Neil."
"That's right. Good night...my dirty little slut."