Once more, I'll let my brilliant wife lead you in!

**I should be furious.

One minute I’m sipping the glass of red he poured during our little at-home meeting, the next, I’m finding myself on my own bed, arms and legs stretched wide and tied down spread eagle... Completely open, completely helpless, my stunning high heel being slowly and intentionally popped off my right foot!**

**Part of me IS pissed. The OTHER part of me… isn’t.

I like when he obeys. I like when he pampers me, tends to my needs, stays in his place. But I also like a man who knows when to stop waiting for permission and just take what he wants. And he wants me. My perfect feet. My body. The fact that he was bold enough to actually do something about it is hotter than I want to admit right now. So I’m not going to scream at him.**

**I’m also not going to give him anything for free.

He can worship my soft, perfectly wrinkled soles. He'll probably tickle them? He was too eager and excited to strip me naked before strapping me down, or maybe, he didn't want to go too far. Either way, he can kiss me, tease me, attempt to edge me however he wants... But if he wants moans, if he wants giggles, if he wants me squirming and wet and reacting for him… he’s going to have to work for it!

I’m staying quiet for as long as I can. Cold. Unimpressed. Making him work. He already has me tied down. Good for him. Now he has to prove he knows what to do with me.

xoxo**

-Gwen