Peter looked so handsome lying in a tub full of bubbles. Candlelight danced ott the crystal champagne glass in his hand. When I entered the room, I caught him ott guard. The glass half raised to his lips, he froze. He knows my fantasies. I think he knew what I had in store for him that night. It’s just that it had taken me months to work up the courage to really act it out.

I had never felt more desirable than I did at that moment. The red satin garter belt held up my new black stockings. Tall spiked heels were the perfect accent. From the waist up, I was nude. The steam in the room made my nipples hard immediately. And in my hand was the soft, wide leather collar that was soon going to bind his dear neck.

As a smile crossed Peter’s face, the· warmth of desire spread between my legs. Instinctively my hand went to the hot spot. My yearning pussy was soaking wet with desire. One foot poised on the tub edge, the soft collar folded in my hand, I began to masturbate with it close to his face. I could hear his breathing quicken as he watched me. Then, with the loop of leather, which was wet with my love juices, I outlined the shape of his lips. The tip of his tongue came out to lick the leather. Deciding he liked it, he licked more eagerly.

“There’s more where that came from,” I said. “Come have a better taste.” I drew him up to his knees. My hot pussy was at his mouth. Grabbing the cheeks of my ass, he pulled me to his lips, and I hung onto the curtain rod for balance. His hot tongue probed until the lips of my pussy opened for entry. Gently at first, then more hungrily, he licked and nibbled until I came to orgasm. Getting my breath back, I told him to get up out of the water.

He looked so inviting standing there, covered with bubbles, his cock hard and jutting out in front of him, but at the moment I had more pressing plans for him than fondling his cock. I touched the leather collar to my nose, pivoted on my heels and let him follow me to the bedroom still wet. Laying him back on the bed, I covered his body with mine. With our tongues probing each other’s mouth, I reached up and bound his left wrist to the headboard with soft clothesline that was waiting there. First a look of surprise, then a look of longing filled his eyes. In seconds he was bound spread-eagle before me. Then I buckled on the sex-pungent collar and slid it around so that the buckle was in back and the ring was in front, under his chin.

As my tied-up lover opened his mouth to speak, I purred, “There will be plenty of time to talk later. I have waited for this moment for months. Don’t make me gag you. Now let me have a look at you.”

Straddling Peter’s tummy, I took inventory of the body that I had waited so long to see spread-eagled like this. Yes, it was as fine a sight as I had imagined. Here I finally had the man who had invaded all my fantasies — even my dreams — right where I wanted him.

Slowly, yet hungrily, my mouth began to explore this vulnerable man gently struggling between my legs. I started with his mouth, and what seemed like hours later, I finished by licking the soles of his feet. As he writhed under the touch of my lips, tongue and hands, I managed to kiss every inch of him. The only place left untouched was his beautiful cock, which was bouncing and throbbing hard between us.

Finally I had to taste that beautiful love rod that had been begging to be pleased. As I took one ball gently in my mouth, Peter’s body stiffened. “Dear boy, you’d never let me do this if you weren’t tied down. Don’t worry, love, I know what I’m doing.” In a moment he relaxed and enjoyed the licking and nibbling of his most delicate parts. I started at the base of his cock and worked up to the tip with my tongue. We were both now in quite a frenzy. His hips moved to fuck my mouth as I stroked the full length of him. Our moans filled the room. “I’m gonna come in that delectable mouth of yours,” he breathed.

“Oh no you’re not,” I said as I pulled my mouth away.

I pressed my pussy on his erection, and my love juices soaked him. I needed to feel him inside me. Slowly I lowered myself onto his throbbing cock. We moved together in perfect rhythm. Totally lost in a place with no time or meaning, we made love for what seemed like an eternity. When both us could take no more, I panted, “Come in me now, darling.” Both of us reached a violent orgasm at the same time. It felt like quarts of juices were flowing into me and out of me.

“Just like I had imagined, only a little better,” I said. Peter smiled with a look I will never forget.

Stroking his body, I asked, “Are you ready for some serious lovemaking now?”

“Just let me loose, and I’ll show you serious!” he laughed.

We made love for the rest of the afternoon. I must admit that when he had me bound, I marveled at how good he was in the dominant role. But that’s a story for another time.