JustAnotherRainyDay by Amber Skyze

Chapter One
     
    “Rise and shine, sleepyhead.”
    Beth opened her eyes to total darkness. She attempted to
move, but found her arms were pulled above her head. Around her wrists was soft
fur. She tugged and the rattling sound of chains filled her ears. She was
restrained. Fear spread throughout her body and into her throat.
    “Why am I handcuffed?” As she tried to sit up she realized
she was also blindfolded. Never in their fifteen years of marriage had she
woken to find herself trussed like a slave or prisoner.
    The smell of bacon wafted closer, assaulting her nostrils.
    “I’m going to fuck that pussy all day long.”
    Beth moved her head to the left where Jack’s voice echoed
through the room. She shivered. The thought of him fucking her all day sent
chills down her spine, until reality came crashing back.
    “What about the kids? Surely they’ll want Mom to cook them
breakfast and drive them all over God’s creation.”
    “All taken care of. I just sent them packing with Auntie.
They’ll be home tomorrow bright and early.”
    How long had she’d slept? She knew she was exhausted when
she fell into bed the night before, but to sleep through the kids waking and
Jack shackling her to the bed wasn’t like her.
    “Did you spike my drink last night, Jack?”
    A full belly laugh filled the room. “I’d hardly do something
so sinister.”
    He had a point. In all their marriage he’d never even spoken
an ill word against her. Why should she accuse him of something so hideous?
    “How did you manage to handcuff me to the bed?”
    “You were snoring peacefully. I moved your arms without
getting a peep out of you. You barely stirred.”
    Beth racked her brains trying to remember any feeling of
being moved around, but nothing came to mind.
    “Clever, Jack, now uncuff me please.”
    “No can do.”
    “Huh? Please, Jack. My arms can only take so much of being
stretched like this. I’d like you to release me, now.”
    “Remember your prisoner fantasy?”
    How could she forget? She’d told him about the fantasy eons ago.
They’d been enjoying a glass of white wine on a cold winter’s night. They’d
nestled all cozy in front of the fireplace. As they gazed into the glowing
embers, she had shared her deepest darkest desires. Beth had told him how she
wanted to feel as if she’d been kidnapped, taken away and tortured in every
delicious way imaginable. Jack had listened quietly and nodded at the
appropriate times. She’d explained that she pictured herself in the shower
after a long day. A stranger would appear and pull her soaking wet from the
streaming water. He’d carry her to her bedroom where he’d take what he wanted.
He’d ignore her pleas for him to stop. He’d fuck her until they were both
sated.
    She’d thought he’d forgotten by now. Obviously he had been
biding his time.
    “Is this what is happening today? You’re living out my
fantasy?” A slight shiver passed through her body. Jack had listened. He’d
taken her seriously and decided to give her what she needed.
    “We are and I’m in control. You will do as I say or suffer
the consequences.”
    Beth shook as a chill of delight filled her. Jack’s voice
was deep and demanding. He was using his dominant tone.
    “Got it.” A secret smile filled her soul.
    “I’ve made you breakfast and I’m going to feed it to you.
You’ll need your strength for what I have planned.”
    “What do you have planned?” The curiosity was killing
her. She was blindfolded and handcuffed, left only with her imagination. Would
he tease her with the electrical voltage toy they’d purchased online? The idea
of him zapping her clit had her ready to explode into an orgasm. Luckily for
her she slept in the buff. She was halfway to sheer bliss.
    Jack had left her with use of her legs, but that was about
it. Her sense of smell had intensified as she continued enjoying the scent of
breakfast.
    Her stomach growled. “I’m starved.”
    “Good because I’ve made