War and Pleasure Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

War and Pleasure Pt. 01

... the kitchen cabinets and throwing suitcases on the dresser. I set our special suitcase aside, hoping it would be opened tonight!

We stood in the middle of the cabin and I pulled you into my arms and held you tightly. "We're going to have fun this weekend," I whispered. You shivered as I kissed your neck and then bit it. "Aren't we?"

"Yes," you moaned, obviously aroused. "We are."

I lifted my hand in the air, holding a collar and wrist shackles. The metal rings dangled from my hand, clinking against each other. You stared at them, knowing exactly what it meant. Excited, you knelt on the floor in front of me, slowly, and turned your head to the side, moving your hair out of the way as I walked behind you. I slipped the collar around your neck, under your hair, and fastened it closed. With the locking feature, you couldn't get out of it without me. It was going to be on for the entire weekend.

"Hands," I said softly and you raised your hands in the air, allowing me to put the shackles around your wrists, locking them in place as well. You moved them around your wrists like bracelets, excited by their feel.

I made you stand and then kissed you hard, grabbing your head from behind and crushing my lips into your's. When I released you, your eyes were closed, your lips trembling. You were ready for the evening.

You started cooking some dinner for us, some easy pasta and salads as I checked out the rest of the cabin. There was a master bedroom downstairs with a ...

... loft bedroom up the steep stairs. The whole cabin was decorated with heavy natural wood accents and decorations, giving it a real country feel.

Just inside the front door was a stairwell leading upstairs to a balcony. The railing along the stairwell and across the loft at the top was strong and I just knew it would be fun to use in our play. The loft held two single beds and a another rocking chair.

The living room was at the bottom of the stairs and had a big-screen TV and a soft leather couch. A fireplace stood along the long wall of the room, with some wood stacked beside it.

The downstairs, other than the bedroom and bathroom, was one large room, with the kitchen, dining room and living room all open under a cathedral ceiling.

We ate dinner at the diningroom table as clouds were just starting to roll in. We knew a storm was brewing, I just hoped it wouldn't stick around and ruin our weekend.

After dinner, the rain started. It was a nice spring shower with a little rolling thunder in the distance.

"Well, I guess we're in for the evening," I said. "Hot tub?"

You smiled. "Sure! I mean, yes Sir!"

I went out, took the cover off the hot tub and started it. The bubbling looked refreshing and it didn't take long for the water to reach temperature.

I slipped out of my clothes and into the hot water, sitting in a plastic molded seat. The hot water felt wonderful and the bubbling was invigorating. "Babe," I yelled. "The water's ready."

You emerged out the ...