Left in Bondage by Boyfriend

One time, my boyfriend and I are playing in bed. We are both naked already. Our bedroom is next to a giant window facing the backyard. We like to leave the shades open for a little extra excitement. I am really in a mood, so I ask him to tie me up. He pulls out our toys and restraints. He ties my limbs one by one until I am stretched helpless spread eagle. He starts to perform oral sex on me, but the doorbell rings. I am nearing an orgasm, so I demand, "Keep going! Don't stop!" He continues, but then the doorbell rings again.

"I will go see who that is," he says. He jumps up and throws some clothes on. I wiggle in frustration.

"Well, aren't you going to untie me?" I ask.

"No need," he responds. "I will be right back. It is probably just a package I need to sign for or something. But in case I am gone for more than a minute, I will leave you some entertainment." He slips a vibrator into me. I moan a little bit. "Now, now, you will have to be quiet. We have company," he teases. He slips a bit gag into my mouth and buckles it around my head. Then, he bolts out of the room leaving the bedroom door wide open. By now, the doorbell has rung five or six times.

I am left impatiently waiting, tied to the bed naked. I hear the front door open, and I hear voices. "Who is that?" I wonder. I listen closely, and I am mortified as I recognize my parents' voices. Then, I hear my sister, my brother, and some other people I don't recognize. Oh no. I laid anxiously in bed trying to make out what everyone was saying from across the house. The buzzing from the vibrator is making things hard to hear.

"We are going to the movies. Do you and Katie want to come?" I hear my mother ask.

I hear my boyfriend respond, "Katie is working late today. So maybe another time."

After a few moments of silence, my sister retorts, "Well... what are you doing?"

"Ummm...", my boyfriend stammers. "Nothing, I guess? But now is not a good time for me."

"OK, that's fine. I don't really want to go to the movies either," says my mother. "I will just hang out here and wait for Katie to get back. You guys all go without me."

I hear footsteps coming in my general direction. I don't know who it is, but I am obviously freaking out.

"Wait!" my boyfriend shouts. The footsteps stop. "I change my mind. Let's go to the movies." I hear the front door open.

"Well, don't you need a jacket?" my mother asks. Her voice is coming from right outside my room!

"No, it's not that cold. Let's go, everyone," he says. I hear the footsteps retreat, and I hear people file out. Then, the front door slams shut.

Shoot! That idiot! What am I going to do? My phone is right next to my hand, so I reach for it, but I am tied tightly. My hand is in a weird angle, so my hand loses it's balance and my phone falls to the floor. Now, I am stuck and I have absolutely no way of communicating. On top of that, my body is betraying me because I feel an orgasm coming. The orgasm came over like a slow moving wave. I loved the predicament I was in, but I hated that I loved it so much. Lucky for me, my vibrator slipped out in the process and I didn't have to dwell on that for too long. I went right back to being pissed. On top of that, I was fearful. What if there was a fire? Or a break in? What if someone came into our backyard and saw me through the window like this?

For a while, I struggled against the restraints. I hoped maybe I could loosen them. Maybe be able to reach my phone. I found no success. Eventually, I laid back, accepted my fate, and fell asleep. By then, it was dark. I awoke to the sound of our front door closing. My boyfriend let me out, and we had a huge fight. But considering how much I kind of liked it, I couldn't stay mad forever.