At The Edge of: Desire

Chapter 10: Bondage Master Tommy

Tommy and Shelby had enjoyed a lot of sex in their relationship, they had done it in all sorts of place and fulfilled some great fantasies which left them covered in sweat and shaking from the sweetest of orgasm. In their sexual journey they knew there was still more to be discovered, more journeys to go on and more experiences to discover because it was like a discipline in which you were constantly learning about yourself and your partner. In their relationship they were safe and trusting of each other to the point where she was willing to try new things or to stretch herself into areas which she normally would have avoided. Banging in a restaurant under construction for example had been something so spontaneous and high risk that hear heart had been hammering in her chest almost the entire time that she had been receiving some loving from Tommy.

Lately they she had discovered the gold mine of roleplaying. It was such a great way to bring new ideas and point of excitement to the relationship and today was one of those days where they had decided they were going to do something slightly different.

Shelby was sitting in the bedroom, she had her tablet in hand and had been busy checking emails on it, the Ipad was a great work resource which allowed her to be able to see, respond to things and get a lot of productivity done when she didn't want to sit there with the laptop warming up her crotch. As a CEO she always had to find extra time wherever possible and had to make use of it.  

She heard someone coming up the stairs when she was supposed to be alone in the house. it was 3pm in the stternoon and Tommy would still be at work from her estimation. Besides he normally called aswell before he came over to visit. She knew he did have the key but at the same time he would have given her a heads up to avoid the simple fact of scaring the living daylights out of her.

"What the fuck do you want in my house?" She called out go whoever had the brass balls to casually open the door and stroll right in as if this was a train station. You aren't supposed to be in here!" She said as a black man big and thick with muscle barged into her bedroom completely unannounced.

He had on a balaclava, black t-shirt, jeans and trainers on. He had on a gold Rolex on his wrist and looked like he meant business. He had a flashlight in one hand which was a huge metal one which could easily be used to bludgeon or to find the way on a dark night, it depended on his intention and the way he looked at her suggested he wasn't visiting just to get instruction on how to find the nearest balaclava laundrette.

"Well a good afternoon too my sexy little strumpet!"

"What the fuck are you doing here? Are you robbing me right now?"

"Mmm that depends on whether you will tell me what I need to know."

"I have a big strong boyfriend called Tommy, he will be here in the next 30 minutes you bastard!"

"Am I supposed to be afraid?"

"Yes!" She dramatically snapped overdoing it a bit on the expression, "you better leave right now before he comes in and smashes you to pieces!"

"Would he give me the smashing of a life time?"

"Presumably so," she said as if he was a fool for even asking. 

"To be honest I am a giver rather than a receiver and right now you are looking rather good..."

She was wearing a tight white blouse which showed so much cleavage thanks to the deep v-cut. The material was sheer enough to show her hard nipples and made the whole concept of the modesty completely non-existent. She also had on a canary yellow mini skirt which matched her high heels. She had on gold earrings, a necklace and bangles, her nails had been done and she was looking so elegant and beautiful in a very classy way. She would have not been out of place playing the role of a billionaire's housewife in some expensive TV drama.