The Box of Treasures

Was thinking of giving you just a moment to breathe, babygirl. I know you're busy this week. But heck… not like I'm breathing right now, sooooo…

So what if I tied you down… nothing between you and the cool evening air but a few well-placed restraints and that collar about your neck? Aw, I know you like it warm, baby, but your nipples look so pretty standing so proud and true…

And then what if I got out a box… a box of treasures?

And what if I started taking things out of that box, one at a time… showing them to you… holding them close to your skin? Maybe giving you just the tiniest teasing taste of what each one can do, before I set it aside — within easy reach, of course — and move on to the next?

A feather, first. To brush lightly along your skin… awakening the nerve endings, bringing them to life. Making them all that more receptive to what might come later…

Maybe a few other things… things that vibrate, things to penetrate…

Maybe something… shocking? I dunno, babe, you were the one who suggested it. I know it was a joke, but I’m just sayin’… if it’s clean, and safe, and ethical, and it’ll get you going? Then I am in. All the way in. But I guess we’ll work that out during the pre-game, won’t we?

And then maybe I'll work through each treasure again, this time taking time with each one… making sure you feel what I want you to feel. Maybe even more than one at a time… Oh, I'm certain I can multitask, girl, and besides, surely we'll have some means of keeping things… in place…

And when we’re through… once I’ve taken you on that journey down to that space where you lose yourself in all the right ways… before I gently bring you back up… we’ll gather up some blankets, and maybe a nice warm beverage, and I’ll put on a fire in the fireplace — did I mention, that ranch house? It’ll have a nice, cozy fireplace in a nice, cozy room — and you can rest against me, my arms around you, til you’re nice and toasty again, through and through.

That's how it's gonna go, babygirl. And once I've brought you back, and you're sipping on that tea or whatever, wrapped up in the comfort of my arms… you will know you're right where you belong. Where you have always belonged.

Oh? But you're working today?

Well.

How unfortunate.

😘