the Tutelage of Vinita Forthcutter – Date Night
“May I take your arm sir?” she asked automatically then smirked realizing what she had done.
“You may my pet.” he nodded and allowed her to grab onto him as they strode down the walkway to the restaurant entrance. A petite hostess with an adorably wide smile and bright eyes opened the door for them and smiled as the couple passed.
“Do you have a reservation?” the second hostess asked politely the name ‘Amanda’ embroidered into her tight black sleeveless top. She stood much taller than the first but this was partly due to the 5 inch heels she was wearing.
Janus smiled politely and spoke to her about the adjusted reservation. “We’d still like a booth though if it’s possible,” he requested and the Amanda nodded scanning the seating chart for an available table.
She looked up and smiled at the couple, “Right this way,” she said picking up a couple of menus before walking in front of them guiding the pair to their destination. Janus couldn’t help but glance at the young woman’s backside but smirked to himself as he noted that his wife, who was nearly two decades older, had a much firmer and much more delicious ass then the hostess parading in front of them. He took a small step to the side and allowed Vinita to move ahead but as she did he slid his hand down her back and over the curve of her delicious ass. Her back jolted at the sudden attention and she turned to him swiftly with a big grin. Then upon realizing she was in the middle of a crowded restaurant, Vinita began to blush, not accustomed to these sudden public displays of affection.
They wound their way through the tables to arrive at their booth near the back of the restaurant. The hostess indicated they may sit down and just as Vinita was about to she heard a faint ‘click’ and stopped abruptly. The hidden toy in her pussy did nothing though and she looked up at Janus with surprise. He winked at her and raised his eyebrows. It was a clicker pet training tool a co-worker had given him, not the click of the remote. Vinita shook her head and slid into the booth, a smile plastered across her face. “Thank you.” Janus said politely and then turned to his wife. “Do you miss it already?” he teased as the hostess walked away. Janus slid into the booth next to his wife as they used to do when they first dated.
“Miss what?” Vinita asked somewhat innocently, somehow feeling a dash of fear with the nearness of her husband.
There was another click and she instantly knew what he was talking about. The vibrator whirred to life and Vinita shuddered in response. “This.” Janus indicated with a smile.
Vinita shook her head “No.” but in the back of her mind she couldn’t help but enjoy this. She was under his control and she adored it. The feeling was so primal. So heady and ancient. It was as if her whole body craved being his pet, his fuck toy. There was a ‘beep’ and the toy began to pulse at a low level. Vinita bit her lip and let out a quick gasp.
“Hello I’m Stephen; I’ll be your server today. May I interest you in the specials?” by Vinita’s perception the waiter appeared to come out of nowhere. She clenched her fists and dug her nails into her palm, trying to maintain her calm demeanor while Janus requested to hear all about the aforementioned specials. Stopping Stephen several times to have him explain in detail how the duck was prepared, where the potatoes were sourced, which wines went with which dishes. He dragged it out long enough that by the end Vinita couldn’t hear what they were saying anymore. Their voices faded as she concentrated on not squirming and squealing. She stared intently at the menu in her hand as she nodded and smiled. Vinita clenched her legs together tightly and closed her eyes. She bit her lip and held her breath for a moment when luckily, ‘click’ the vibrator shut down and she looked over at Janus.
He was smirking evilly. “That was close wasn’t it.” he chuckled and Vinita nodded in agreement. “It would have been a little awkward to have you shout out ‘I’m a fuck toy’ in the middle of this restaurant.” Vinita nodded again, blinked a few times as she regained her composure and then smiled at Janus. “I guess we’ll have to change it then.”
“Huh?” Vinita stated, not understanding.
“When you cum, and you will; you have to say ‘I’m so damn full’ or…” Janus paused and smirked maliciously, “Or you’ll be punished.” Vinita stared into his eyes and knew he meant it. “Do you understand my pet?”
She nodded slowly, “Yes sir.”
“So what do you say when you cum?”
“I’m so damn full.” Vinita repeated.
“Good girl.” he patted her on the leg and she jumped, her skin still electrified from the close call. “Now let’s get something to eat.” Janus said with a smile as he turned to the menu.
Vinita looked at hers and stared at the steak section. She was overcome with an urge for meat. Thick, juicy, tasty meat. Vinita licked her lips and glanced over at Janus. She bit her lip once more and let her eyes trail down over his body. She wanted him so badly already. She wanted his hands on her body. His lips on her skin. To taste his beautiful cock. To engulf it within her, get it slick and hard and anxious to enter her. Then after he growled at the slow pace of her foreplay have him toss her over this restaurant table and savagely fuck her from behind as curious onlookers watch. Vinita shuddered again and took in a quick gasp. She reached over and slid her hand up his thigh, coming to a rest on his crotch. Her fingers delighted in tracing the outline of his engorged phallus. It was so strong, so beautiful, and so perfect for her and her alone. Vinita licked her lips and stared down at her husband’s crotch. She wanted to release his weapon from the confines of his now tight pants. She wanted to be on her knees under the table as she gripped his thickened rod roughly while licking and sucking on the deliciously wide head of his cock. Vinita shifted in her seat and took a deep breath. Her own anxiousness was overcoming her. The desire to please her husband was nearly overwhelming. She gripped the shaft of his dick through his pants and smiled to herself recalling its taste, its heat, and the way it pulsed when she engulfed it. “Fuck I want your cock.” Vinita admitted softly to him. He turned to her and winked. Vinita then looked past Janus and saw the waiter was making his way back to them. Just as he was about four feet away there was a small ‘click’ and she whispered to herself, “Oh shit.” as the hidden toy came to life once more.
Vinita dug her nails into her exposed thighs she waited for her husband to place his order. When he had finally finished she opened her mouth to tell Stephen what she wanted but all that came out was a small gasp. Unbeknownst to the waiter, Janus had immediately toggled the intensity upwards after he had ordered. Vinita cringed and stumbled through her order gripping onto the menu and shifting in her seat. She rotated her hips back and forth as the toy teased her secretly below the veil of the restaurant table. After she finally completed her order she said in a louder voice, “I don’t know if I can finish my food though.” then she took a quick breath and softly said, “I’m just so…..so damn…so damn full. Just so damn full. So full. So…uhhh damn….ugh…full.” she shook her head from side to side and heard Janus chuckle.
Stephen, ever the helpful waiter just smiled politely and said, “You know we can always pack up your food afterwards. I’d be happy to.” he said reassuringly as if he was talking to a child and smiled broadly as Vinita nodded in agreement to his solution. Stephen turned on his heel and with the menus in hand, walked away into the kitchen to place the couple’s order.
After a couple of ‘beep’s there was a small click and the toy shut down once more. Vinita turned to her husband with weary eyes and grinned. “Whoa.” is all she managed to say.
A few minutes later Stephen came back with their appetizers and Janus slid the remote back into his pocket. No sense in using it while they eat. Otherwise his wife could possibly choke on her food while having a secret orgasm in the middle of a public restaurant. Instead he just devoured Vinita with his eyes; drilling into her and making her giggle like the teenager she used to be so long ago. She loved it. The attention she was getting was exactly what she needed. Vinita felt so adored. Janus had gone through so much trouble to plan this evening out and it was all for her benefit.
Raising her glass she looked at her husband with fondness, “To another wonderful date night with my wonderful husband.” She laughed at how cheesy it sounded, even though she meant every word.
Janus raised his glass as well and clinked hers, but as Vinita tipped the wine gracefully into her waiting mouth he said softly, “Oh you’re not done yet my pet.” Vinita cocked her head to the side like a poor puppy trying to understand what’s been said to her. Janus just winked then looked over to the waiter and signaled that he wanted the check.
“Would there be anything else tonight?” he asked courteously. “Would either of you like some coffee, or dessert?”
Janus looked at Vinita and winked, “No that’s quite alright, and she’s my dessert for tonight.” Vinita gasped slightly, not accustomed to Janus being so public with his desires.
The waiter smiled politely but clearly didn’t want to hear any more, “Just the bill then.” he stated, before turning to retrieve it. A few moments later he returned and Janus dutifully paid with a reasonable tip. As much as he would have liked to have been the frivolous money man slapping down $100 bills like they were superfluous pocket change, he still was a father and needed to put money away for his kids’ future. The waiter thanked him and waltzed away.
“Come now, we have a long night ahead of us.” Janus said with a small smirk twisting in the corner of his mouth. Vinita looked at him and couldn’t help but grin. She was thoroughly enjoying this side of her husband and was quite happy to have the night go on. She followed him through the restaurant and out the door, winding their way through the many tables. Once outside Janus stopped abruptly and turned to his wife who stopped as well looking at him with confusion. “I just wanted to say; I think you’re gorgeous.” The sincerity in his voice was delicious to Vinita’s ears.
She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around the strong shoulders of her man smiling broadly and doing her best not to cry. “I love you babe.” she whispered into his ear before kissing him passionately right in front of the restaurant, while people walked to and from their cars.
Janus kissed her back like it was the first time they kissed. There was an electric pulse to the moment. He felt his heart beating loudly in his ears as he enjoyed every point of contact between their bodies. Janus tightened his grip around her and felt her breasts pushed up against his chest as they continued the longer than normal kiss. As they broke from it, Vinita stared into his eyes and smiled. “Take your panties off.” Janus said mischievously and her eyes bolted open wide at the surprising command. “Now.” he insisted.
On any other day she would have refused. If Janus had acted this way towards her at any other time, she would have been very pissed off and would definitely have let him know. But she felt her fingers tingle, her legs shiver, and butterflies fluttering in her stomach tonight. Instead of being mad, she was turned on. Instead of wanting to yell at him for suggesting such an incredulous act, she was excited to please him. Vinita looked over one shoulder, and then the other. There were people still walking to and from their cars but none appeared to be looking her way. So she quickly reached up under her dress, sticking her thumbs into the waistband and slithering the black thong underwear down her legs. She stepped out of them and picked the tiny garment up presenting it to her husband as a trophy. “Here you go sir.” she said with a nervous smile but Janus did not take them from her. He stood there sternly with his arms folded and Vinita became acutely aware that she was holding her underwear out for all to see, and even though she had be sly and stealthy in taking them off, passersby had started to notice. She looked over her shoulder and saw a large family coming her way and started to squirm at the inaction of her husband. He still stood quiet, arms folded, refusing to take her panties. She turned to him and softly asked, “Please sir, they’ll see.”
Janus lowered his head slightly and winked at her. Vinita opened her mouth to say “No don’t.” but before she could there was a small ‘click’ and she felt her insides buzzing with pleasure again.
“Ohhhhhhh.” she moaned, as softly as she could, still holding her panties out to a stoic Janus. She wiggled from side to side and bit her lip, her ass clenching and releasing as she tried to ignore the pleasurable sensations coursing through her. Vinita closed her eyes and wagged the panties at her husband. “Please, just….just take them sir. Take them please!” But the only response she got was an increase of intensity from the hidden vibrator within her. She shut her eyes even tighter as she heard footsteps approaching from behind her. The family was getting closer and closer, yet Janus was refusing to take her underwear and refusing to turn the device off. Vinita tensed up and held her ground as best as she could. Her legs began to twitch and her knees locked and unlocked. She continued to keep her eyes tightly shut as she could hear the family passing to her right hand side. “I….I’m….I’m so full.” she whispered, “I’m so full, I’m so full….I’m so fucking full!” she continued, the whisper turning into a statement. “Oh god I’m so full I’m so fullll….fuck I’m full!” she shouted as she was twitching and writhing uncontrollably, barely maintaining enough balance to stay up right. Vinita opened her eyes wondering why Janus hadn’t stopped the device only to find, he wasn’t there anymore. The vibrator continued to pulse and she realized she had to try to walk to the car like this. With her panties at her side she stumbled her way towards the car. Each step felt more difficult than the previous. It was like trying to walk through knee deep mud. Her body didn’t want to move. It just wanted to remain stationary and enjoy the waves of pleasure washing across her. Vinita’s brain was on fire though. The thought of what everyone was seeing was agonizing. They were seeing a woman wandering down the block, with panties in her hand, panting, trembling, and whispering over and over again how she was so full. It was humiliating, and yet Vinita couldn’t help but enjoy it.
Eventually she reached the vehicle and looked into it seeing her husband waiting. The look on his face was one of utter boredom. In truth this was a mask. Janus was so turned on right now it took every bit of control he had not to give in to his own desires and savagely fuck his wife right here and now. Instead he played this role and watched his beautiful wife stumble up to the car and attempt to open her door. When she found it was locked she looked in and tried to make eye contact with Janus to let him know her door wasn’t open. He looked at her and then thumbed the switch to roll down the window. Vinita, still twitching and jerking even though the vibrator was set to its lowest setting, gasped and asked as politely as possible, “Please sir, may… may… ugghhhhhh…I’m so full….may I come in?” her eyes were rolling back in her head as she spoke and Janus enjoyed the fact that she looked like a druggie strung out on some horrible poison.
“No.” he stated coldly and smirked as Vinita pouted.
“Oh please sir, I’ll be good, just…just take me with you.” she begged, now fully immersed in her subservient role and enjoying every moment of it. “What do you want me to do for you?”
Janus clicked off the vibrator, much to Vinita’s delight and dismay, before smiling and requesting, “That old couple there,” he pointed to a man and wife slowly making their way from the restaurant to their car, “go tell them that you’re a dirty little slut.” He paused for a moment to think it over, “Loud enough that I can hear.”
Vinita shook her head slowly, “Noooooo…I can’t do that.”
“You don’t have a choice.” the displeasure in Janus’ voice slapping Vinita in the face. “And because you refused, now you also have to flash them.”
“What?” she shrieked in surprise.
“If you don’t, the punishment will be worse, and you know I’m serious.” Janus stated harshly and Vinita knew he meant it.
“Yes sir.” she capitulated and walked over to the old couple. She greeted them politely and the two white haired seniors smiled. Then without warning Vinita yelled, “I’m a dirty little slut!” before grasping the hem of her dress and yanking it upwards, flashing them. She immediately ran off to meet Janus. As she ran the cooler night air slid deliciously across her nakedness and she smiled widely as she approached her master, Janus. Behind her the old man chuckled and shook his head before getting slapped on the shoulder by his wife. He just shrugged his shoulders and smiled gesturing towards Vinita’s direction. She reached the car much quicker than before and thankfully found the door unlocked. She jumped in and looked at her captor.
Janus simply smiled and said, “Good girl.” before pulling out of the parking lot and driving off towards the hotel.
Vinita was panting and giggling at what had just happened. She broke character for a moment to grab Janus’ thigh and say, “I can’t believe you got me to do that! What are you!” she laughed.
Janus turned to her and smiled, “In charge. That’s what I am.” as he watch his wife bite her lip and blush.
“Yes sir.” she smiled and stroked his leg back and forth. Vinita had never been more turned on in her life. She was shocked at herself. She had always thought the women that enjoyed these sorts of things were weird or broken in some way. Yet here she was, typical suburban soccer mom taking her panties off in public and flashing a random old couple just because her husband said she had to. Vinita looked over at the man in charge and felt nothing but adoration. She enjoyed him being dominant over her like this. She felt like all she wanted to do is please him. Whatever he wanted she would give him. Whatever he needed she would provide. She stroked his leg idly as she watched the traffic stream by, her hand grazing across his hardened thick cock. Vinita sighed and couldn’t help but feel the anxious need to touch him. To kiss, lick, and suck on his beautiful member. She looked back to her husband as he drove hoping very much that he’d fuck her like a maniac when they got home. She squeezed her legs together and felt the tickle of the vibrator’s pull cord on her legs. This was fun too though; she thought and smirked softly to herself. They passed the off ramp that Janus normally would take to get to their home and Vinita’s heart leapt with excitement as she realized that the night wasn’t over. “Where are we going my sir?” she asked politely.
Janus turned to her and smiled, “You didn’t think you’d get off that easy did you?” He raised his eyebrows jokingly and Vinita smiled, turning back to watch the road.
A few moments later they pulled up to the hotel. As Janus stopped the car at the front entrance Vinita remembered she still had her panties in her hand. She shook her head and just got out of the vehicle, not willing to risk another punishment at this point to request to be allowed to put them back on. She heard the trunk click open and watched Janus walk around the car to retrieve the black leather duffle bag he had packed earlier. Vinita felt the butterflies return as she wondered what was in the bag. “Come.” is all he said before passing the keys to the valet and making their way to the front desk. Vinita’s mind raced thinking about what could possibly be in the bag. Was it just clothes? Were there toys inside? Lotions? Dirty movies? Camera equipment. She giggled at the last thought. A date night sex tape seemed like the least likely answer. Janus retrieved the keycard to their room and Vinita followed him to the elevator. “This way.” he said, still in command and Vinita dutifully followed him down the hallway stopping with him as he unlocked the door to their room.
Janus motioned Vinita to go ahead as she did he swiftly brought his hand up and forward spanking her pantyless ass while enjoying the look of her butt jiggling in response. Vinita turned to her husband and simply said, “Thank you sir.” as she continued to walk into the relatively large hotel room. As she did Janus retrieved the “Do Not Disturb” sign from the door and placed it outside. He closed the door, turned the deadbolt, and placed the chain on the door. It was mostly a symbolic gesture to let his wife know he was not letting her leave until he was done with her. She looked back at him and smiled, her gaze returning to the mysterious black leather back slung over Janus’ shoulder, then back to her husband’s mischievous smirking face. He swung the bag forward and let it drop to the ground with thud. Vinita looked at it again then once more at him before turning to take stock of the room.
In the center of the room was a large old looking queen sized four poster bed. It was elegantly engraved with swirls, leafs, and other delicate decorations. The wood was stained to perfection, and on top of the large headboard was wrought iron work that brought a touch of roughness to the soft bed. Across from the bed was a large picture mirror nearly as wide as the bed itself. Though a casual observer would tend to think this was only for adjusting one’s outfit before going out for the night, most adults knew its purpose was solely for the enjoyment of the night once you’ve returned from your outing. Below the mirror was a shallow chest of drawers on which was placed a large ice bucket and another bucket with champagne resting while chilled. The ice bucket was completely filled with perfectly shaped cubed ice Vinita assumed was for replenishing the ice within the champagne bucket. Beyond the bed was a small two person couch and a coffee table in the same style as the bed, ornate and engraved. The room was perfect. As if the modern world had melded in succinct unison with old world charm. Vinita loved it and took a quick picture with her phone to look at later and smile. She turned back to Janus and smile adoringly, “its beautiful.” a small tear pushing at the corner of her eye and trailing down her cheek.
Janus smiled and pulled his wife into a warm embrace, “All for you my pet. Now don’t cry, there will be plenty of time to cry later.” he chuckled and kissed her on the forehead.
Vinita closed her eyes and accepted his caring gesture as might a purring kitten her masters petting. “What now?” she asked softly, secretly hoping for passionate lovemaking that suited the romantic beauty of the room they now resided.
“It’s not for you to ask what’s next. I’m in charge, don’t ever forget that.” Janus said abruptly. His words cold and callous, unlike the kiss he had just placed on his wife’s now pouting face. “Turn around.” Janus instructed, and Vinita did as she was told without a further peep. Janus pulled back his arm and swung it back, spanking his wife’s ass with a quick stinging motion. She gasped and jumped forward but remained facing the direction she was told. “That was for questioning my authority.” Janus explained.
“Sorry sir, your pet will not question you again.” Vinita bowing her head and sincerely meaning each word.
“Good girl.” Janus approved, reaching out to place his large strong hand on her slim shoulder. He pulled her back slightly to him before running his hands over to concealed zipper of her dress. Softly and with a deft touch he inched the zipper down enjoying the view of his wife’s skin coming slowly into view as the dress separated like curtains at a posh opera house. Vinita arched her back and rotated her shoulders, helping her husband and allowing the slim fitting garment to cascade to the floor into a pile of black. Once it was there Vinita stepped out of it and Janus carefully picked the garment up and delicately laid it on the coffee table. Vinita remained motionless at the foot of the bed, watching her Sir take tender care of the delicate dress. Janus turned from the dress and looked over his wife. She was a sight to see. Her body was as it was when they started dating; trim, fit, firm, and delicious. Janus let his eyes wander over her drinking every inch of her in, all the while Vinita remained still, her head bowed, her eyes staring at a point on the floor a few feet from where Janus stood. “What a delicious little pet you are.” Janus said approvingly.
“Your pet thanks you for the compliment Sir.” Vinita responded in kind now becoming quite comfortable in her role. As still as she was, her mind was racing as she wondered what was going to happen next. Would Janus fuck her now? Would he tease her more? What was in the duffle bag? Why was he so gentle with the dress? Her thoughts ran wild with anticipation in complete contradiction to the steadfast motionless position she currently assumed. She waited in the awkward silence for some clue from her husband, her captor, her torturer, her Sir.
Janus took a step towards her and smiled as she let out a small gasp. He ran his hand up the outside of her leg, over her flat stomach, to her breast, skimming over her erect nipple that was straining to reach him. He stopped at her neck, cupping the back of her head and pulling her towards him in a deep loving kiss. As Vinita melted into him she felt his other hand run down from her shoulder, over her other breast, across her stomach and to her waiting neatly trimmed pussy. She gasped once more as Janus continued to kiss her, his fingers delicately dancing over her lower lips and pulsating clit. With a quick cold motion he twisted his finger into the pull loop of the vibrator that had been teasing her all evening and then yanked it out without ceremony. Vinita grunted and immediately missed the feeling of the small device in her pussy. Janus tossed it to the side before breaking off from their kiss, turning his wife, and throwing her onto the soft accepting bed where she dropped into a crumpled mess.
“Turn around.” Janus instructed roughly and Vinita obeyed, turning over to lie on her front. Janus opened the black duffle bag and retrieved a medium sized bottle of massage oil and placed it inside the bucket of ice. He then retrieved a few other items and placed them at the foot of the bed out of Vinita’s view. The last item he retrieved was a black satin blind fold. Vinita remained motionless throughout his preparations, her ears straining to hear any possible sound that could give away what was to occur next. She closed her eyes and pushed her face into the pillow biting it as she fought against the urge to turn around and look.
A moment later she felt the shock of chilled massage oil being drizzled over her exposed backside. She winced and tried her best not to giggle and contort her body. The heat of her skin warmed the soft silky liquid and Janus placed his strong hands delicately on her waiting body. The softness and subtle care he gave was exquisite. She wanted to melt into the bed as her husband; her caretaker kneaded the tender muscles in her back. Vinita realized all at once the amount of tension she had been holding within her as she had been steeling herself against the random, but pleasurable, attacks Janus had supplied. Now though her torturer was being so tender. Rubbing and squeezing the muscles of her back and neck so expertly she could have easily mistaken his technique for that of a professional.
Vinita moaned in appreciation and let her body go limp under his touch. How lucky she was to have him. How he took care of her. Not just on this boundary pushing date, but every day. She loved him. The way he smiled at her. The way he winked and called her pet names. She loved him dearly. Vinita turned her head to look at her husband but before she could say a word he interrupted her thought roughly commanding “Eyes front!” Growling at her and immediately stopping the massage.
“Yes sir!” Vinita responded and dropped her head back to the pillow.
“That’s better.” Janus approved and once more began the rhythmic ebb and flow of this intimate massage. Vinita felt his hands slide further down at first to the small of her back, and then further down to her ass. She couldn’t help but arch her back up towards him as a cat would to a friendly back rub. Vinita softly groaned her approval but as each minute passed by she became more and more anxious. She wasn’t accustomed to being the only point of attention. Ordinarily Janus and Vinita would each take care of the others physical needs. Switching roles between giver and receiver fairly often. The way this night was going, however, there had been no switch at all. It made Vinita nervous. It was as if she was doing something wrong.
Suddenly from the other side of the room there was a sudden beeping. The interval timer Janus had brought alerting him that it was time to change it up. Vinita tensed up to prepare herself for whatever came next, steeling herself against the urge to turn and look. Janus smiled to himself, reached back to retrieve the blindfold and gently placed it on his wife. “Do you trust me?” He asked softly whispering into her delicate ear.
“Yes.” She admitted. “I trust you.”
“Good girl.” Janus replied kissing her head while reaching back to pick up a large feather. With his weight sill pinning her legs he dragged the exotically soft feather across Vinita’s delicious legs drawing up and down the inside of her thighs and glancing up between the half moons of her ass. Vinita arched her back and cooed enjoying the touch of the feather. She closed her eyes despite the blindfold. Janus ran the feather up her back and enjoyed the look of her squirm and wiggle twitching with the pleasant though ticklish touch. “Turn over.” Janus instructed abruptly spanking her ass in a light playful manner.
Vinita did as she was told and quickly rotated her body so she was facing her husband but still unable to see him. “Yes sir.” she responded as she turned.
Janus stood from the bed now and gazed upon Vinita. The next step would be a big one and despite his air of authority he was concerned it would be too much for Vinita. “Stay.” he instructed and walked over to the bag again. He removed four lengths thick nylon rope. Taking two in his hand he walked around to the opposite side of the bed and firmly attached them to the posts. He then attached the second set of ropes equally to the other side. With his wife laying near the middle of the bed the scene was nearly as beautiful as he had dreamed it up in his mind. She lay motionless except for the quiet rising and fall of her chest with each pensive breath. Her hands were at her sides and she nervously clenched and unclenched them. Her face was flush and her nipples were hard; straining for attention in the darkened room. Janus returned to her side and lightly dusted the feather all the way up her body from her feet to her neck. Vinita whimpered as she held herself from moving. The feather soft brushing touch was exquisite. Janus leant over and slid her hand into his. He kissed it lovingly as a prince might a princess; kissing the back of her hand, then her palm, then her wrist. Vinita was shocked at how erotic such simple kisses could be. As Janus continued to kiss his way up her arm he was pulling it towards him so that by the time he had reached the crux of her elbow her hand was perfectly positioned to slip the nylon rope over her hand to tighten onto her wrist.
Vinita gasped at first, shocked at the feeling of being restrained, but somehow the blindfold and Janus’ tender attention drew her into the moment and she allowed herself to melt into the restraint willingly. This was a first for her and the mix of fear with excitement was terribly intoxicating. With her left arm held out and restrained Janus rewarded her for her trust by kissing and licking the sensitive, often overlooked, flesh at the side of her torso. Vinita jumped slightly but did not turn away, her lips curling as she opened her mouth taking in a gulp of air before tensing up and holding herself in place once more. Janus continued to kiss his way back up to her mouth and Vinita responded in kind opening her mouth wide and letting her tongue dance in unison with his. Her legs twitched with anticipation and as husband and wife continued to kiss she felt the feather once more meandering slowly up the sensitive inside of her legs. She moaned into Janus’ mouth and he broke from their kiss. As he did he stood up straight, letting the feather lightly dust over her well trimmed pussy, up and over each breast, flicking at each hard nipple in turn. He walked around the bed to the other side as he continued to tantalize her. Once more he repeated the previous sequence. Kissing the back of her hand, then her palm, her wrist, and biting gently at the crux of her elbow before restraining her right wrist with the soft thick nylon rope.
Vinita felt her heart start to pound. Having one wrist secured was easy to handle. After all, she could have easily reached across and removed the restraint. But now, with both arms held apart, she felt exposed, worried, scared, and a host of other emotions that made her body shiver once more with fear. “You look beautiful my pet.” Janus whispered into her ear. “Simply stunning.” he kissed her softly on the forehead, then on her neck, continuing downwards to kiss her breasts, the side of her abs, the line of her hip, but only grazing his lips across the faint wisps of hair that remained adorning her pussy. Vinita clenched her teeth and rotated her hips slightly pushing her sex up but just a little out of reach of Janus. He smiled and looked back to see his wife’s face grimacing with frustration and desire. She pulled slightly on each wrist and twisted her body slightly from side to side, but it wasn’t so much to get away, as it was that she wanted more. She felt Janus running his hands and lips down her soft legs stopping finally at her ankle. He kissed and licked the inside of her ankle gingerly and Vinita jumped once more at the shocking eroticism of such a body part. He kissed the top of her foot and stroked his fingers softly across the arch of her foot just as he slipped the third rope over. He tightened it gently and moved swiftly over to the last remaining limb, securing it just as the others. Janus stood at the foot of the bed now and admired his work.
Vinita was lying in the center of the bed, blindfolded, and seemingly doing her impression of the Vitruvian Man. Her arms were held wide and her legs were restrained a few feet apart. She was beautiful. Not because of her restraints, but because she allowed herself to be restrained. Janus licked his lips in anticipation of what was to come next. Taking the feather once more in his hand he drew it all over her exposed frame. Tickling and tantalizing every nerve as she jumped and writhed not in revulsion, but in eager excitement for more. “Are you ready for what comes next?” Janus asked devilishly as he ran the feather over her exposed pussy.
“Yes.” Vinita responded without hesitation. “I’m ready sir.”