To be her lover

If she promised you heaven

It was nearing 5:00 p. m on a Thursday evening, the day of Christine 's return flight. I was sitting in Christine 's kitchen, slowly sipping a mojito. My left hand was gently pulling on the new silver nipple ring inserted in my left nipple. Yes, it was new, as was the right one and the two rings inserted through my labia. A few changes had taken place in this long, but short four and a half months and I felt so much more than I previously had, my life had seemed to open up to a whole new dimensions, I wasn't just Stevie Nicks from Fleetwood Mac anymore, not behind closed doors with Christine anyway, I could really set myself free and let my wild desires be fulfilled.

My legs were encased in my favourite black leather thigh-high boots, the ones with the six inch heels. The boots felt sleek and were tight fitting as they were custom made to my measurements. I had to keep my legs fairly straight due to the stiffness of the leather. My long black leather gloves lay on the table before me. These gloves had been through a lot over these past few months. I wore nothing else but a smile. The wooden chair felt cool to my naked behind and my inner thighs were already wet. I had sat on these wooden chairs many times in the past, most of the time tightly bound and gagged. These chairs and I were old friends. Christine and I had bought them specially because of their design. They made for some great chair bondages due to the narrow back and sturdy arm pieces. Today, though, I was sitting with no ropes or gags to hamper me, just me and my boots.

I had already laid out all my bondage toys and placed my total array of fetish clothing, including my boots and shoes on the floor in Christine 's bedroom. They, like me were waiting to be used in what I hoped to be a fantastic bondage homecoming for both Christine and myself.

Christine 's plane was due in at 5:45 p. m. and she had a thirty minute drive from the airport. As a surprise and a treat, I had charted a limo to bring her and her luggage home. I had asked for a female driver in uniform knowing that Christine would enjoy the servitude. I had plenty of time to finish my preparations and surprise for her return. I had hoped that it would be a surprise that would take us to new heights of bondage fun. I knew it would for me, as I smiled again gently pulling on now both nipple rings. I closed my eyes and licked my lips as I pulled the rings harder.

Christine had been gone for what felt like forever, despite it only being just over a month. the time seemed to fly by though and I had kept busy feeding my own lust and desires and trying to help finish up work for the latest album. I had missed Christine though and realised how much more she meant to me. She had flown to England to see her family over her short time off from the album recording since most was done and she had done all her parts, her brother had organised it all, the night before she was due there so she hadn't really had a choice and I didn't want to put her social life in bondage so I coerced her to go, despite missing her and our fun very dearly.  

She was now on her way back for a much needed rest. I had planned on letting her rest just as soon as she had me tied up and secured for the evening.

I had done so much in the way of bondage fun surprisingly, since her departure. Lots of self-bondage of course and then the piercings. My head was spinning as I continued to pull harder on the rings. The memories were many as were the variety of bondages. I couldn't wait to tell Christine all about them, bound of course and only if Christine removed the ball gag that will be locked in place.

Her letter was in front of me on the table stating when she was to arrive and that she received my special package that I had sent her. I had sent her a package of steamy pictures, keys and a note about the limo service I had arranged for her return. The keys, of course were to my freedom. They were special keys that only she would hold. The keys fit specially coded locks that we use in our self-bondage fun when I want Christine to find me and take control. I did have a safety key that worked on the locks, of course, that I use for emergencies but the price would be high if I had to use it and of course Christine would know immediately now if its use.