She lay on the bed naked. As he tied her spread eagle to the posts she remembered when she first met him. He was awkward and shy. As he fussed over the knots making sure they were perfect she thought about the first time they made love. It was very odd but extremely satisfying at the same time.
His method of foreplay was to tell her a story while tying her up; and not just any kind of story. It had to be a fantastic totally unbelievable tale. At first she found it distracting but when she experienced the results it produced she learned to live with it.
Tonight, as he bound her, he said ‘The other day I made my own lottery ticket with crayons. I won a billion dollars in the lottery. Then I bought a spaceship and went to Jupiter. Once I got there I opened a McDonald’s restaurant. We served McMartian burgers and Uranus fries.’ His story went on as he made sure that each restraint was just right. Another of his quirks was to tie her up with string rather than rope. He told her that it reminded him of home but never explained what that meant.
Once satisfied that her bondage was perfect he climbed onto the end of the bed. He pushed his head up between her legs. As he slowly buried his face between her thighs she begged him ‘Tell me another lie!’ He said ‘I had to come back from Jupiter to attend a funeral.’ ‘Tell me just one more lie.’ she moaned; her voice getting higher as ecstasy approached. ‘Because my mother was eaten by a dinosaur’ he replied.
‘Now lover, do me now’ she cried. He plunged his face deep into her crotch. ‘Oh my god’ she shrieked ‘nobody does it like you Pinocchio!’