Fulfilling My Fantasies
“Oh, look at you. There’s nothing you can do about what I’m going to do next, is there?” He asked cutely from above me.
My hands were restrained to the headboard by chains and handcuffs. I felt nervous. I tested the restraints, wriggling my hands to see if I could break free. Sure enough, they were doing their job, and my hands were indeed tied. I knew I could stop this at any time, but this was a big step even for us.
I had requested this. It was a longstanding fantasy of mine actually. But imagining being restrained and actually being restrained are two different things, as it turns out. I trusted him though. Being in this situation, it forced my mind into the present moment. Yes, there was truly nothing I could do now, was there? I got what I wanted: I was now forced to enjoy myself.
He roughly pulled my panties off as I had told him to do before we started. He chuckled to himself as he brought out the vibrator. “No, you’re not going anywhere for a long time. And you’re not cumming for a long time either. I have you where I want you, darling.”
Leaning over top of me, he kissed my lips softly before starting the vibrator on the lowest setting and moving it towards my clit. It was a small vibrator, not like a typical hitachi wand, but just big enough to place precisely in the right spot. It was more of a precision instrument if anything, and the only vibrator I actually owned at the moment.
It didn’t take too long before I started whimpering and angling my hips in an attempt to get that vibrator to stay on the exact right spot, but it wasn’t going to stay there in the hands of my captor—not when he had express instructions to drive me crazy and try to get me to think of nothing else except sex. He was taking his job very seriously, and intent on bringing my full fantasy to fruition.
“Nope!” he teased, removing the vibrator and switching it off. “I hope you didn’t think it was going to be that easy.”
I started struggling against my restraints until he placed his hand where the vibrator had just been. He moved his fingers up and down slowly over my clit and teased my vagina at the entrance by inserting just the tip of his fingers. Suddenly my mind was calm again as I softly moaned. I fully realized the situation I was in and that I could not, in fact, effectively fight against this. My mind melted into the moment and, more quickly than I had anticipated, nothing but the physical sensations seemed to matter at all.
In this reality, there was nothing—no worries, no responsibilities, no outside world. In this reality there was only my leaking hole and whatever my husband was doing with it. There was no fighting or controlling or changing the situation, there was just the blissful pleasure and burning desire he was inflicting upon me. It was everything I hoped it would be, and maybe even more. My mind melted completely and it broke free from everything except me and him.
My melted mind seemed to leak out between my legs in an endless stream of surrender to the moment he had created for me when he clipped the chains to the bed. He grabbed his shaft and started pumping slowly before angling it into me. He was completely solid, stretching my soft inner walls as it slid in.
“You might think we’re done, but we’re just starting,” he whispered in my ear.
A shiver ran down my spine. I was both incredibly nervous and excited at the thought. He moved agonizingly slow and stopped partway down his shaft, which hit a very particular spot inside of me that likes to trigger squirting for me. I felt a surge of liquid spill out as he purposely angled for the exact spot that triggers it. My face turned bright red as I squirted on him and it dripped down onto the bed.
“I’m squirting! No!” I protested, but was unable to stop the liquid from coming out as I moaned with both pleasure and embarrassment. I always feel embarrassed when I squirt on him, due to it being completely beyond my control once it starts, but once again I could do nothing to avoid it being chained to the bed.
A look of pure delight was plastered on his face as he told me how I was going to squirt over and over again on him and there was nothing I can do to stop it.
“No, wait!” I pleaded. It wasn’t as if I didn’t enjoy it, I just always feel beyond embarrassed when it happens. I knew he enjoyed it and I was almost second guessing giving him the handcuffs, but I relented when I saw the joy on his face from making me squirt.
He went for a while, taking great delight in turning me into a human fountain as I sat chained and embarrassed but supremely full of pleasure as it kept flowing.
“Good girl!” he kept encouraged me, coaxing another stream out with his fingers. “You lie to me when you tell me to go harder. Look at how wet you are!”
“No, please go harder!” I beg. I had soaked him and the bed and was still leaking, but I still hadn’t cum hard the way I wanted to. “Please please please!” My vagina was burning and clenching desperately, seeking an end to the relentless teasing.
Finally he picked up my legs and thrusted into me hard.
My eyes immediately rolled back into my head and my legs shook violently as the pleasure washed over me.
He continued to encourage me, saying, “YES! Good girl! You take my cock like a good girl! Cum for me!”
I screamed in pleasure, fully cumming on his thick cock while the strong waves of bliss crashed over me.
He came as well, then pulled out and continued to finger me until the last contraction of my orgasmic bliss subsided. He unhooked my hands at the end and there was nothing inside of my head for a long time. I just lay on the bed thanking him, telling him for quite a while afterward how it was everything I wanted and more. I told him it was the best sex I’d ever had. I was completely dumbfounded by the intensity of the experience for a long time to come.
Dear Dedicatedlove
This was breathtaking. I could feel the shift in your mind, that moment of surrender when your body realises there’s no escape and it’s everything you secretly craved. The way you described the embarrassment laced with pleasure, the helplessness and the joy in being completely seen, completely used… it stirred something deep in me.
I’ve never squirted on command, but I’ve felt that same mix of shame and bliss when my body betrays my pride. You captured it perfectly. Master Joe and I love playing with restraints too, and after reading this, I know exactly what scene I want next…
Thank you.
Lauren x
This is a very hot scenario Dedicated Love. Taking that first step into restraint was very courageous of you. I love that you’re a squirter, and I love the fact that he knows just how to make you. (I loved your “human fountain” description)
The way you describe the state of your mind is one of the beautiful things about submission. I hope that you and your husband continue to explore this. I also pray that you both continue to grow as you deepen your trust and understand your boundaries.
All my best – KM
Oh, that was deliciously hot! I loved this story for sure. Squirting is one of my goals. It is just SO sexy! I'd probably give a try to being restrained too. And I'd like to tie my future husband's hands and ravish him.
Great story, very very hot. My wife squirts as well and I remember doing something similar, except we used silk scarves instead of handcuffs. Suzy was almost begging me to stop as she was soaking the bed and it got to the point where I almost just had to gently touch her clit and away she went again. In fact she got to the point when she almost went delirious with the number of orgasms she had.
Please don't be embarrassed about soaking the bed, us husbands who are fortunate to have a wife that squirts, love for you to do it, lot and lots!!! It shows us that we are doing something right!!!
Dedicated love, assuming first of all that this was truly written by a female and from a female's point of view, is absolutely delicious!
I love the fact that you included how you agreed on what was wanted. That means you have an open and honest communication about sex between you. Something that I have seen lacking so often in marriages, and is a lesson for everybody in itself.
Every monogamous couple needs to have this space where they can come to and share their thoughts feelings and desires without fear of shame, judgment or loss.
It should be a place of love and acceptance and willingness.
Being that I have been stretched out with a four-point restraint myself in a blindfold I wouldn't call myself a submissive, nor have I ever squirted. ( No matter how hard we've tried) However I have absolutely no problem being submissive for my perfect husband.
He is always mindful of my needs and feelings and desires.
You're writing pulled me in and I was enthralled at the vision you were painting with your words. I know writing is good when it involves my mind and in turn produces results in my body. That's what happened when reading you're beautiful story.
Thank you so much for sharing this experience. For bringing out the thoughts the discussions the feelings that you had.
Well this will make two days in a row that I will dress accordingly for when my husband comes home and read him the daily story that I found so intriguing.
I believe I shall have the bed prepared with the restraints and blindfold in anticipation of what follow…..
Lady L. 💦💋💦💦💦
Lady L,
I am indeed female writing from a female Perspective! This is also a true story! Communication is absolutely an essential part of our relationship and extremely important, especially when acting out scenes like the one I describe here!
If you don’t talk about your wants needs and limits beforehand so much could potentially go wrong in a situation like this where bondage or power exchange are involved!
Thank you so much for supporting my writing snd commenting such nice things! It encourages me to keep writing and I love how it inspires others to experience the same kind of things with their own partners!
Great story. My wife has squirted twice which was fantastic as it makes her so wet. Love the fantasy story as well.
I love this story! I also appreciate hearing from a woman’s perspective. I have done this same scene with my wife, and more. I have a story that describes one such scenario posted on MH. You might want to read it to get some more ideas for yourself. I want to reiterate what others have already said about your squirting. Embrace it fully. It is the greatest compliment you can give your husband. My wife also squirts, and did so for the first time with me. It took years to happen, and wasn’t planned, which made it even more rewarding for me. Let loose and soak him with your womanly gift of juice.
Incredibly sexy. Will try this tonight!
Do share your experience with us naughty. 💋
Woowwww DLove,
I was here alone feeling kind of horny and letting my mind wonder. I had been in the mood for something kinky and looked under the BDSM/kink section on the main page.
It was the title that got me."fulfilling my fantasies"
When I read you were handcuffed I identified. When we first began our foray into light bondage it was my fantasy to do so. We went online and purchased a four-point bed restraint spreaders handcuffs and a few other things.
By the paragraph in your story where he put the vibe on the lowest setting I jumped up and grabbed my anal vibe and my hitachi.
Stripped pulling on a silk robe and headed back to my seat in the sunroom.
It's the next best thing to being outside. I know that nobody can actually see me from their yards unless they have a binoculars or telescope or something. We have been out there totally naked Going at it while our neighbor mowed his grass. TOTAL TURN ON!
Our first experience centered on the roleplay where we were ourselves but we didn't know each other. I won't go into details because it might trigger some people who have had past experiences. But you are right about the love and trust that you have in a time like this.
When I read about him roughly pulling of your panties and the way you moved under the hitachi. A feeling I know all too well. I could vividly experience what you were going through.
Squirting is something I've never been able to accomplish but I have witness to and marvel at the retelling of the experience by friends who have.
Your words are superb and by the time your eyes were really back in your head I was pulled up into the fetal position with the Hitachi firmly between my clenched thighs. I exploded into one orgasm. There I was on the sun porch in the recliner curled up shaking and quivering forcing the Hitachi to stay pressed against my own vulva.
Thank you so much for sharing. I laid there completely drained for a while before pulling the small vibe out of my anus in my robe. Back on. Your words were superb and I could identify so much with what you were feeling before during and after.
Have got into the closet to pull out what it is that I want to use tonight. They're laid on my bed and full display and I know exactly how I'm going to create him at the door and he gets here.
Lady L. ❤️💦❤️💦❤️💦💦💦💦💦
It wasn't until I began reading that I realized I had actually read this before. It still held the power it did over me the first time. And I am even more amazed at your descriptive terms and how much they hit home from me. 💋