Fantasy Tease and Denial
My Princess is at class. It is late and the kids are already in bed. I am downstairs doing what any guy would do in my situation… browsing Tumblr. I am locked up. Over a week now with no release. Every little thing makes me think of what I can’t do… and staring at pictures of what I can’t do make me want it even more. Suddenly, the sound of my phone, her text-tone, brings my attention away from the computer screen. “Go get a chair from the kitchen and bring it downstairs.” An odd request, but certainly not anything to question. I do so and reply that it is done. After a few minutes, a second text comes in, “Lock the bedroom door and strip.” ...