Phone Call

Her back arched as she struggled for breath, but there was no breath for her. I resumed thrusting, hard and fast now, and she started coming. Her legs were flailing all over the place and her chest and back heaving in convulsive struggles. The feel of her body moving around me was almost more than I could take by then. She shuddered once and her vaginal muscles contracted around me. I tightened the belt around her neck, but I was careful not to come too soon. Her struggles were weakening, but she wasn't unconscious yet.

I held her against me as she shuddered, and at last I came, an incredible sensation as I felt her orgasmic contractions around me. She shuddered a few seconds more, then fell back with a relaxed, peaceful expression on her face.

I let go of the belt, still enjoying the feel of her warm body around me, and rolled us over to one side....

I grabbed a pocket mirror from the bedside stand and checked to see if she was breathing. I checked to make sure the belt was loose, then rested for a couple of minutes, still inside her. When my erection had shrunk so I could no longer stay inside her, I got up and untied the handcuffs. She gave a groan and started to wake up while I was still taking the cuffs off her hands.

"Ohhh," she rasped as she rubbed her throat, "that hurts. I'm gonna have a sore throat for days."

I was a little nervous; we'd never gone this far before. I had to ask her, "Did you like it?"

She grinned and looked into my eyes for several seconds before she answered, "It was wonderful. Negotiating the scene in character like that really worked for me. I could almost make myself believe you were going to kill me."

"I liked it too. We'll have to try it more often. But are you sure you want me to take it this far? I was really worried about you."

"Tell you what, we'll save that for special occasions. Maybe next anniversary."

There was one more thing bothering me. "But how did you get somebody to phone at the right time? We had all that negotiating to do, then it was only a minute or so before the phone rang and somebody told me to finish you."

Her hand reached under the pillow and came up with the slimline cellphone from my briefcase. "I arranged with my friend Marta yesterday — she's a pro domme — for her to call you two minutes after her phone rang with a caller-id from your cellphone. And I had the number preset, so it was no trouble to press the speed-dial switch while I was handcuffing myself to the bed. Then Marta called you and went over the scene with you, and you did the rest."

"Great idea. You're resourceful, beautiful, and wonderful in bed. I love you."

"Love you, too."

I leaned over and gave her a soft hug and a kiss.