One-Shot Erotica

All Tied Up (BDSMFic)

Characters: David Bryan/OC

Theme: Dom/Sub BDSM

Date Setting: April 2009

Xandria looked into the rearview mirror, making sure her hair was perfect and her makeup just so. She had arrived early to the party, and had ten minutes before the doors were unlocked. Her corset pushed up her breasts and tucked in her waist, accentuating her curves nicely.

She saw the party leader open the door and exited her car, along with three others from their cars. The firm and powerful tap of healed leather boots could be heard on the pavement, making everyone move from the person's way.

Xandria's hand curled around the leather handle of her bag. She gave the hosts a dazzling smile and handed over her ID. "I'm so glad you were able to make it tonight!" The host said, typing in her name. "We missed you at the last one."

"Mother nature's sickness got me," she said, getting her hand stamped with black light ink and her ID held onto for safety purposes. She moved into the play dungeon, all the bondage furniture at the ready. There would be time for that.

Xandria poured herself a glass of punch and settled on one of the plush couches with her phone, waiting for the rest of the people to arrive. She adjusted her skirt and stretched out her legs which were clad in fishnet stockings and knee high leather boots.

She watched each person enter, looking for familiar faces. A tall, blonde and handsome man came into the lounge area, clad in a pair of blue jeans and a button down black shirt. Her eyes were drawn to his chest, the shirt open enough to show off a large tattoo and chest hair that make her mouth water. Mmm, anticipation always did do wonders.

Such an existence had its effects on her, especially now that she could have all her heart's desire. As he got closer, his facial features became clearer. Aside from his shoulder length curly blonde hair, his blue eyes could only be described as piercing and mystical. She took a deep breath to steady herself. Dear god he was beautiful.

She watched as he grabbed a bottle of water and sat across from her on the sofa, shaking hands with another man and then turning to her. "Hey there, beautiful. Name's David," he said holding out his hand.

She took it in her delicate one, noticing his cool fingers. "Xandria, pleasure to meet you. Haven't seen you here before..." Xandria allowed her eyes to linger on where his pulse lay beneath his jeans...frantic, begging to be released.

He chuckled. "I'm back on the market and intend to make the best of it," David told her.

Xandria bit her bottom lip and tilted her head. "Break up?"

"Separated until the divorce is finalized."

"Now who in the world would let a gorgeous man like you go?" Xandria asked with a wink.

"Someone who wanted to keep me on a short leash," David said, turning a little more to face this gorgeous woman. He discreetly eyed her appreciatively, from the fishnets to the boots, and feeling himself getting warmer under his jeans.

"Personally I prefer being on the receiving end of the leash," she commented, raising her glass to her lips.

"Do you now?" David asked quietly, propping his arm on the back of the couch.

"That's why I like coming here. Always have opportunities of being...tied up," she said the last two words while leaning over to him, giving him a nice view of her cleavage. A few more people entered the party, so Xandria took the initiative to make more space and slid closer to David.