Like many couple my husband Rick and I engaged in some roll playing from time to time to spice up our sex life. We found often it worked well causing us to go at each other like newly-weds.
We were not too much into the BDSM stuff as I have a low tolerance for pain. Some melted candle wax dripping on my nipples was about as bad as it got.
We did a lot of the "School marm" and "Farmer's daughter" stuff and even some where I was a prostitute.
I never thought much of it when Rick suggested tying me naked to our bed.
Our large four-poster bed was ideal for what he wanted to do. I could have my arms and legs outstretched and there would be room to tie my wrists and ankles to the corner posts.
Rick went into his dresser drawer and produced four lengths of gold silk rope each about three foot long. Obviously he had preplanned this.
I wondered why Rick had been in such a hurry to get me in bed. Usually we watched the eleven o'clock news before going to bed and it was hardly ten o'clock.
I figured he had a hard-on he wanted me to look after for him.
He had me strip completely naked, even removing my rings. Then spread-eagle on my back he securely tied me to the bed.
He asked me to try to get loose.
I tugged and struggled but he had done a good job, I was his prisoner.
Then he did something I wasn't expecting, he took one of my silk scarves and tied it around my head blindfolding me.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Just wait, you'll see." he answered.
I was expecting he was going to get undressed and climb on top of me.
Instead I heard the bedroom door open. Was he leaving me tied here?
"Richard" I called out.
"Just a minute dear." he said.
Then I heard them, other muffled voices whispering to each other.
"Who's there?" I asked alarmed.
"Just a few friends." my husband replied.
