THE SWAP
Jade A. Waters
Alex was a master when it came to tying Serena up. But tonight, it was her turn.
She could hardly handle her excitement as she waited for him to arrive home from work, which was only fifteen minutes away, allowing just enough time for her to finish setting up their bedroom with the appropriate rigging and gear. Alex had been perfecting their collection since he first bound her to the bed and screwed her two years ago—a three-hour marathon complete with his cuffs, her flogger, and an assortment of vibrators he’d used on her until she was wailing in ecstasy and succumbing to his every caress.
Serena loved being the compliant one, but every once in a while, she wondered what would happen if she took control. And last weekend, after Alex unhooked her neck from the bed strap and covered her flushed chest in the gentlest of kisses to follow the sweetest kinds of pain, he asked if there was anything more his princess wanted in a future session.
“I want to tie you up next time,” she’d said.
Alex had thought about it for a minute before dragging his hand right back over her pussy, his fingers dipping into her in that way that said he was searching for her secret depths and wanting her to moan and writhe against him. Then he’d said, “Anything for you, my love.”
And before he’d fucked her all over again, she’d told him the next weekend was hers to control.
Serena took a deep breath as she climbed onto her stepladder and remembered his touch. She’d never fully played the submissive role before she met Alex, but she’d also never been the dom, either. And here she was, a grin plastered on her face as she adjusted the eyelet screws she’d added on opposite walls of the room. Alex tended to hook her into the bed strap he’d purchased for her when they moved in together last year, and occasionally he bound her to a dining room chair. Other times he coiled her up on the floor of their living room, making it impossible for her to move as he snuck his fingers and tongue in the small spaces of exposed skin he left between the soft cords of rope, eventually bringing her to orgasm before he made love to her—bound, immobile and completely subject to his control.
But because she wanted this to be different—and also a little bit of a surprise—she’d spent a good thirty minutes in the hardware store yesterday picking out the sturdiest of eyelet screws. The clerk had shared a concerned look when she said, “I need it to withstand a lot of pressure from tugging, say, with a chain,” but he’d found her exactly what she needed—that is, four screws, four six-foot lengths of chain, and some carabiners to fasten it all together.
Serena crawled back down the stepladder to gather the equipment, hooking four of the carabiners into the ends of the chain and then snapping them onto the screws near the ceiling and along the floor. She attached the last four carabiners to the loose ends, then took Alex’s cuffs from their toy chest and laid them on the floor.
She glanced at the clock—Alex would be home any minute. She’d texted him an hour ago, warning him to be ready for a big surprise when he arrived.
So as he opened the front door and called to her, the delighted smile on her face when she came into the room didn’t shock him at all.
“Glad you’re home, honey,” she said.
Alex set his bag on their drop table and gave her a quick look over. She was still in her own work clothes, and he pinched his eyebrows together in confusion. “I half expected you to be in some sort of getup when I got here,” he said.
“Oh, I’m not done.” She walked over to him. As usual, he wrapped his arms around her for a big kiss. And, also as usual, the way he twirled his tongue with hers sent tingles across her arms and made her instantly eager to strip down and comply with his every whim.
But not as usual, Serena squeezed his hip and pulled away.
“Assuming you’re still okay with the plan,” she said, winking, “I would suggest you take off your clothes.”
Alex chuckled. “Here?”
“Yes, here,” she said. She never giggled at Alex’s requests—at least, not since they’d grown more serious about this whole kinky bondage game they loved to play—and she expected the same right back. “My turn. My rules.” She bit her lip, enjoying the harsh tone she used to command him and the way he started the tiniest amount as she did it. “Now,” she snapped.
Alex unbuttoned his shirt. When he tugged it from his chest and dropped his trousers to the floor, Serena nodded in approval. The bulge in his boxer-briefs told her he liked the game, so she stepped close enough for her chest to almost touch his and tilted her lips up toward his face.
“If you kiss me, I’ll touch you,” she said. It was one of his famous lines, and she delivered it with the same punch of temptation he did when he had her bound and whimpering beneath him.
Alex kissed her hard, and Serena cupped his dick through his underwear. He groaned against her mouth, then shifted his hips so he could rub more closely against her palm.
“Nope,” she said, yanking her hand away. “That’s not what I said. Now I guess I’ll have to tie you down.”
Alex’s expression told her everything she wanted to know—how curious he was, how aroused he felt, and how surprised he was at the way she’d already flipped their roles around. She rubbed the thick wedge of his cock through the fabric again and he lurched in her hand.
“Jesus, I want you,” he moaned.
“Soon. Here’s what I want you to do, Alex.” She leaned up to his ear, her heart racing as she ordered him around. This was so different, so much fun—never mind exciting, since her panties were already drenched at the images of what she had planned. “You’re going to take off your underwear and close your eyes. I’m going to blindfold you and take you to the bedroom. Are you okay with this so far?”
Alex was good about asking her if she was all right with each stage of their bondage games, and she wanted him just as comfortable. So when he nodded and closed his eyes, she grabbed the blindfold she’d left on the coffee table and returned to find him rock hard. Serena gave a quiet gasp at the sight—Alex naked was always a treat, and here he was: submissive, eyes closed, and ready for her to play with—but she shook it off. She would have her way with him soon enough.
“Good boy,” she said, reaching up to blindfold him. She made sure to accidentally rub her hips against his crotch as she tied the fabric over his face, which sent the heat right between her legs. Serena reminded herself that as much as she wanted to bend over and have him fuck her right here in the living room, she had to carry out her plan. It was her one chance. She took his wrists. “Follow me.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” Alex let her guide him around the corner and down the hall, and Serena enjoyed the rush of control. They got all the way to the bedroom where she made him stand in the middle of the carpet, then she wrapped the cuffs around his ankles and wrists, snugging the buckles against his skin.
“How are you?” she asked. She grinned at her boyfriend wearing nothing but cuffs. She’d been like this for him so many times, but this reversal was giving her chills.
“I’m good so far,” he said, shaking his wrists about. He reached out for her but she dodged.
“Alex! Stand still,” she said. When he pouted, she gave his thigh a smack.
“Tease,” he muttered.
“Shh,” she snapped. “Hold still.”
Quickly, she grabbed each of the four carabiners and locked him into place. Within thirty seconds, she had her boyfriend splayed in the middle of their room, his arms and legs pointed at the walls and his rod straight out in front of him.
“Oh yum,” she said.
“This is,” Alex made the slightest of grins despite his covered eyes, “definitely different.”
“Good. Different is good.” Serena sidled up and wrapped her arms around his back, pulling him until his bulge rested against her. Damn, he felt good, but she had to concentrate. “I’m going to go shower now,” she said.
“Wait, what?”
When she stepped back Alex slumped in the cuffs, but she keenly remembered the time he’d snapped her to the bed, rubbed her clit until she almost came, and then left her alone for an entire hour.
She wouldn’t be that cruel.
“I’ll be back,” she said. Then she left the room and shut the door behind her.
“Unbelievable!” Alex shouted.
Serena chuckled, but she had some things to accomplish before they played more.
First, she wanted to clean up. She’d been so busy setting up after work that she hadn’t had a chance to bathe, so she started the bathwater running. She dropped her favorite scent balls into the water and took down her hair, then stripped off her clothes and climbed in. She made sure to take her sweet time—exfoliating every inch of her legs, giving her pussy lips a good touch-up shave, and washing with the shampoo Alex said he loved to smell in her hair—and when she was close to being done, she called out to him.
“How are you doing, Alex?”
“Torture!” he yelled back. “If I could, baby, I’d tie you up and punish you for this.”
Serena sank lower into the water and laughed. “Too bad!” She was having way too much fun.
After a few more minutes, she glided her hands under the water and stroked her clit. She was already swollen, and even through the water, she could feel the slickness of her pussy. This whole idea had been spurring her all week, and though Alex was able to tie her up and leave her for a long time, she was getting bored.
She pulled the drain plug and climbed out. It was time for the fun part.
Serena threw a towel around herself and went into the guest room. She’d laid out the vinyl dress she’d bought a couple of months ago, the front and back panel connected by metal rings that made it impossible to wear any sort of underwear. She’d also left her lace-up boots in the room, plus a bottle of lube and her favorite vibrator. Alex had let her press the tip of it against his ass once when they were having sex, and he hadn’t minded all that much.
Tonight she wanted to try more.
Serena put on the outfit, blushing at the increasing stickiness along her folds. Something about the vinyl on her skin, or the way she knew Alex nearly fainted whenever he saw her wearing it, made her halfway ready to jam the vibrator against her clit then and there. Instead she laced up the boots and scooped the lube and vibrator into her hand.
She knocked on the door to their bedroom with chills racing down her arms.
“Ready?” she asked.
“Finally,” Alex said.
She opened the door. He’d obviously grown cold in her time away, but he still looked damn good naked and strung up in their bedroom. She stepped in front of him, the swishing of her hips making the vinyl rub and crinkle. He cocked his head.
“Are you wearing what I think you’re wearing?”
Serena scooted close, letting her belly rub against his. He jumped at the cold feel of the vinyl, but then shoved himself against her.
“Yes, you are. I want to see. Please, Serena.” He strained against his confinement, trying to get closer. “You are a real tease tonight.”
Serena laughed, running her free hand over his hip and around to his ass. She squeezed it. “It’s my turn, remember?”
“Yes.”
“Are you still okay with this?”
Alex gulped. “I’m not sure what I’m saying yes to, but yes.”
“Very good,” she said. Then she smacked him on the ass as hard as she could. Alex grunted. “I’m going to take your blindfold off, but only because I want you to see everything I do to you as I take control. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” he said.
She slid her hand up his belly, tracing her fingers in circles across the hairs that lined his skin. He was breathing rapidly, and his shaft had already started to fill with blood again, albeit slowly. Serena arched her hips forward so she could rub against him as she took off his blindfold. She left it around his neck, and when Alex stared down at her, he groaned.
“You look amazing in that dress,” he said.
“Thank you,” she said. “Now let’s get to what I have planned.”
She dropped to her knees, giving him a good view of her tits bulging out of the top of her dress. Alex moaned and pitched forward despite his restraints, trying to reach his crown to her lips, but she was an inch too far away—just as she’d intended.
“Like the view, lover?” she asked.
“Uh-huh.” Alex licked his lips and she spread her legs until they formed a wider base beneath her. She was so wet at this point she worried she might drip onto the carpet. Her skirt had crept up on her thighs, and she glanced up to see Alex’s eyes nearly rolling back in his head. “Fuck, baby…”
“Do you want to see me touch myself, Alex?” She already knew the answer but enjoyed watching his eager nod. She set the bottle of lube on the floor, then pushed the vibrator into her mouth and sucked on it. Alex fought against his cuffs.
“Oh, Serena—”
She circled the vibrator with her tongue. “I bet you want me to suck you like this, don’t you?” she moaned. She pursed her lips around the toy, dipping it in and out of her mouth for emphasis.
Alex’s cock was now at full mast again and she grinned.
“Mmm. God, I bet you’d feel so good between my lips.” Talking like this was getting to him, but she was definitely dripping on the carpet.
Serena closed her lips over the vibrator again, then reached down. She shoved the hem of her skirt up, sitting way back on her heels so Alex could see her trail her fingers over her sex.
“I want to feel you.” He was practically swallowing his own tongue. Serena took the vibrator farther into her mouth and flicked her fingers over herself—she was so riled she could probably come in about two minutes flat, but she wanted to save it for him. She snapped her hand away and pinched her nipples through the vinyl, loving the way Alex gasped.
She drew the vibrator from her mouth. “Only if you let me have my way.”
“Yes, fine. Whatever you want.” He shook his head and yanked on the cuffs. “Clearly, you have a plan.”
“Oh yeah, I do,” she said. She grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted some onto the vibrator. Alex’s eyebrow raised.
Before he could say anything, she dove forward and took him into her mouth.
“Oh, shit!” he cried.
Serena’s pussy quivered. She’d always loved swallowing Alex whole, feeling the way his shaft jerked against the roof of her mouth and how he bucked against her face. But this was uncanny. He was so hard, and he had no way to pin her down and truly thrust against her. Serena took him so far into her throat that her nose pressed into his abdomen, and when she peered up at him and inhaled against his flesh, she could swear he looked about to come. She pulled away.
“Can I add more?” She held the vibrator up and his eyes narrowed.
Slowly, though, he nodded.
“Your rules, right?” he whispered.
Serena curled a hand around his length, squeezing him as she moved her lips closer. “I’ll be careful, sexy. And you’ll like it.”
She wrapped her lips around him again. Alex was already groaning as she circled his hips and slipped the vibrator between his cheeks. Maybe she wasn’t supposed to be as excited as she was, but she couldn’t help herself.
She took him all the way inside her mouth. Then she eased the lubed tip of the vibrator into his ass.
Alex grunted.
“You okay?” she said, her mouth full. It came out as “ou o-fay” but he understood.
He opened his eyes. His cheeks were flushed, his teeth gritted.
“Yes. Slow.”
Serena drew her mouth back, then slipped all the way down again. This alone was bound to make him come, but she used her thumb to flip on her vibrator.
Alex shuddered, his stomach trembling against her nose. She didn’t move the vibrator from its placement inside his ass, instead working him with her mouth. He was throbbing against her tongue, and she was getting all riled up playing with him, controlling him. Alex tugged on the cuffs, the sound of the chains against the metal screws unbelievably tempting. Serena took him deep again, slamming the back of her throat against the head of his cock.
“Oh Serena, that feels so good.”
She shifted the vibrator in a little farther as she slid along his length. Alex started to grind against her mouth, his breath growing more frenzied. She, too, was losing control of her breathing, wanting to devour him and feel him all at once. She moved the vibrator gently, in and out, marveling at the way her thrusts in made him jerk against the back of her throat. She was in control, and yet he still had so much of it himself as he pushed between her lips.
She wanted him so bad.
Serena held the vibrator still and dragged her lips away. “No, no,” he moaned. “Please baby.”
She stood up and tucked her body close against his. His rod was like steel against her, and the heat between her thighs was making it awfully difficult to focus.
“Listen, sexy,” she said, swaying against him. Alex took several frantic breaths as she pulsed the vibrator ever so slightly inside his ass. “I had this all mapped out, but I’m thinking you better fuck me, chained as you are. What do you think?”
“Yes!”
Serena dropped the vibrator on the floor. She turned her back to Alex and folded at the waist, keeping her hips close enough for him to slip into her and fuck her if he worked really hard.
Which he did. Dear god, did he ever.
Alex slid inside her and Serena yelped—he was so rigid she hardly had to move to feel the shudders sneaking straight into her belly. She leaned back as he arched forward, the chains snapping against the hooks on the wall.
“Come closer, please!”
“No!” she cried. She had to keep control, had to be in charge…had to put her hands on her clit, which was so swollen that when she swiped her fingertips over herself and he shoved himself as deep as he could go, her orgasm ripped right up out of nowhere and sent her moaning. She slammed back against Alex and suddenly he was all moans and wails too, both of them bucking against each other as the pleasure ripped through them.
“Serena!”
She trembled, her vision blurry when he drove in one more time, the cracking of the chains sending a final ripple through her as she took him all the way in and howled.
“Oh, Alex!”
She pushed back, barely able to balance, using him as a perch. He had grown limp at the knees, and after they both gathered their breath, Serena turned to find his arms taut in the chains. His face was beet red, and his eyes shone with the sated look he usually got after taking control of her.
She kissed him.
“How’d you like that?” she whispered. “It was different.”
“Good different?” She ran her hands down his torso, admiring the way the chains pulled him so that the striations of his arms and chest showed. Serena draped herself against him.
“I think so,” he said. He smiled and kissed her forehead. “But are you going to leave me like this forever, or what?”
Serena laughed, then unhooked his wrists. Tingles still ran through her, since she hadn’t expected to come so hard from taking control of him.
As she unhooked his ankles, she asked, “When you tie me up, do you get off as much as I just did?” She stood up and met his gaze.
Alex rubbed his wrists, then threw his arms over her shoulders. He took a minute, skimming his hands along her forearms as he raked his stare over her dress. The fabric had crept over her hips and clung there, but she knew he didn’t mind the clear view of her sex.
Suddenly, Alex grabbed her wrists and pinned them behind her back. Serena gasped as he spun her around and reached for one of the discarded cuffs on the floor, its hook still attached to one of the chains on the wall.
He buckled it around her wrist and caught her ear in his lips.
“I don’t know,” he said. “But there’s only one way to find out.”