Let Me Go

Silk Scarf

"You know after you more or less dumped me, I had always thought I'd want petty revenge just to mess with you but, sitting in front of you that's not what I want."

She's been on a semi pissed rant for the past 60 seconds while I sit here with my arms crossed over my chest.

"What do you want Morgan," I ask rolling my eyes.

She sneers, "Someone's gotten bolder. If you recall correctly, I don't like being disrespected bunny."

There's that stupid pet name falling out of her smirked lips.

"Let's see, what do I want? Oh, that's right! You. More specifically you tied up in my bed." she finishes speaking.

I shake my head, "No."

She gives me 'the look', the one where if I didn't obey within the next 5 seconds she'd subject me to a never ending string of orgasms until I physically couldn't handle it anymore.

I cross my legs and glare at her trying to get her to back off. I really hope this bitch doesn't sense what she's doing to me. If she pushes one more time I might not be able to hold out.

I miss being bound... kinks aren't a discussion that has come up with Billie. At this current moment in time, I really wish they had. Because then I wouldn't be craving sex and being manhandled from a former mistress.

"Fine I won't push..." she holds her hands up in defense and gets up, "I've gotta get back to work." She starts to walk past me and then leans down. I can feel her breath against my cheek, "we'll be talking again real soon bunny." Giving my shoulder a squeeze as she leaves.

Like hell we will. My brain is literally mush right now. All I know are two things: I fucking love Billie with everything I have in me. I need to be open with her, she deserves to know all of me.

I sit there for a moment with my head in my hands before heading back to Billie's house. I must have been out longer than I thought because her car is parked out front. I go inside and make a bee line for her room, only to find her asleep in her bed. I slip off my shoes and slide into bed with her, wrapping my around around her waist, pulling her back against my front.

She groans, "Mmm I missed you angel. I hate and love therapy at the same time." She lets out a sigh, "What did you get into while I was out?"

I ignore her question, sliding my hand into her shorts. My fingers rubbing over her clit. She lets out a soft moan and then harshly grabs my wrist.

"Oh no you don't. As much as I love and want to have sex with you, we need to have a serious conversation..." she releases my wrist and turns over to face me. "I came to terms with a few things today... I don't want to cancel tour and I regret even doing that in the first place, but I need to get my schedule under control so I'm not pulled in so many directions. That being said, I'm- I'm clinically depressed. I have been for quite some time."

"Billie I-"

"Hayden it has nothing to do with you angel. God no, you are one of the few things that lights up my whole world." She smiles before continuing, "I um. I was masking it with drugs..." she finishes without being able to look me in the eyes.

I study her face for a moment before tipping her chin up and pressing my lips to hers, "I'm proud of you for being so open. There's some stuff I need to tell you too."

She nods and replies with a soft, "ok."

"I ran into an old 'fling' of mine today and well, it forced me to think about my past that I try not to let surface. She was the woman who helped me discover my likes, dislikes, and different facets of my personality that I wasn't even consciously aware of... she's also the woman who punished me by sexually violating me." I let out a shaky breath and Billie rubs her thumb across my knuckles.

I continue, "I'm telling you this about myself because seeing her made me realize that some sick, fucked up part of me misses the kinks and bondage, the pain and the pleasure entangled with one another."

Billie raises an eyebrow and bites her lip, "So you're telling me, my wholesome angel likes it rough?"

I snort at her comment and swig my leg over her as straddle her waist. I lean down so I'm next to her ear, "I like giving and receiving it baby."

"Fuuuck." Billie moans out grabbing me around my waist and flipping us over. She kisses me harshly and pulls away. I pout at the loss of contact.

She giggles, "Stay right here angel. I will be right back." She hops up to go grab something, and true to her word she returns with a long silk scarf.

"You know I should have known you had kinks when we fucked when you were mad at me. You wouldn't let me touch you... then punished me for it when I did." she recalls with a mischievous smirk on her lips.

I sit up and hold my arms out in front of me as I eagerly bite my lip. Billie takes my hands into her own and places a kiss on either of my palms. "Tell me what you want angel."

My heart starts to race in my chest. "I want you to bind my hands."

Billie takes the silk and carefully wraps it around my wrists, knotting them together. Once she's finished, she pulls on the knot harshly causing me to yelp with excitement, "Trust me when I say you aren't the only one who's a switch." She winks at me before pushing me so my back hits the bed.

I watch her as she opens the drawer next to her bed pulling out two things. "Pick one." I gesture towards her right hand and she gets excited, "I've been wanting to try this one out."

I giggle at her cuteness, "You're adorable Bil! Plus the strapless dildo definitely benefits both parties involved."