Bondage Celebration by Tori Carson

comfort of our bed, but I can’t wait.” Keeping one arm around her waist to connect them, he toed off his shoes and worked the buttons to shed his pants. He was grateful there was no need for lubricant, allowing him to easily enter her pussy.
    Laura’s moan mingled with his. “God, you feel like Heaven, Laura. I’m not going last long. You have me so fucking hot, Angel.”
    “Please, Master, right here, right now, fuck me fast and hard.”
    “You come when I say you can and not before.”
    “I can’t move my legs.” She panted, frustration evident in her tone. “I can’t come like this.”
    Nick knew he was only a stroke or two away. He’d never been so large in his life. “Trust your Master, subbie!”
    “Always.”
    Unbelievably, his cock grew harder still. Laura’s submission was the most precious gift Nick could ever receive. Reaching up to the clamps, he removed them both at the same time, then spun his right hand down to her clit and pinched his girl. “Now. Come for me now, Angel!”
    Nick felt the air rush from her body as the blood returned to her nipples. Laura’s pussy throbbed and clenched around his dick. The sensations were so intense his body shook.
    She screamed as her vaginal walls gripped his cock and sent him rocketing over the edge. The orgasm he’d been holding back since he’d watched his lovely wife practice her submissive pose was finally allowed free rein. He caressed her clit until the spasms milking his cock began to weaken, but like a man possessed, he continued to rock in and out of her pussy. Nick wrapped his arms tightly around Laura, holding her, whispering in her ear the reassurances she needed to hear after such a powerful experience.
    When he was sure his legs would hold them both, he released her arm cuffs, allowing the chains to swing back and bounce against the wall. He was pretty sure his arm around Laura’s waist was the only thing keeping her upright. Kneeling as best he could, he unfastened the cuffs around her ankles. Once she was free, he swung her into his arms and carried her to bed.
    “How are you doing, my sweet Angel?”
    Somewhere along the first floor staircase, Laura began to stir. “Oh, dear God, I’ve never experienced anything like that before in my life.” She rested her head against Nick’s shoulder and melted into him. “I never knew sex could be like that. Every time I looked at my nipples chained to the wall I wanted to come. If my legs hadn’t been chained apart, I would have come on the spot.
    “And you!” She glared at him accusingly. “It felt like you kept me waiting for years before you touched my clit.” Her expression immediately softened, “Then my whole world exploded. Fireworks went off in my brain. I saw colors.”
    Nick’s smile reached from ear to ear.
    “Every nerve ending lit up in a chain reaction. I think I passed out! Holy cow, Nick. If you do that again, it might kill me.”
    “Not doing it again would kill me. So, it’s a good thing I’m the Dom and my vote wins.”

Chapter Three
    Nick woke just after sunrise. As always, he found himself curled around his lovely wife. As always, he had the urge to cup her breasts and bury his cock deep inside her pussy. In years past, she would slap his hands, tell him no or make an excuse. He’d started going to work early. His staff joked about his devotion to his law firm. It had nothing to do with his commitment to his practice and everything to do with saving his marriage.
    Laura’s hands-off, ‘I’m too busy for sex’ attitude had pissed him off. Rather than constantly fight with her, morning after morning, he left temptation alone and headed to the office. He was in charge there. At home, he tried to curb his Dominant nature.
    Nick should have taken control sooner and fully accepted the lion’s share of the blame. He’d believed by suppressing his dominant side and allowing her to take the reins in the bedroom, he was meeting her needs—that her compulsion to