Frankly going into this evening of planned bondage I wasn’t sure how it would go. I had been hooking up with this particular FWB for a few months and our roles had been fairly well established. Though I’m more of a submissive leaning switch, this particular FWB (we’ll call her Jenny) greatly preferred to be more submissive and I enjoy nothing more than pleasing my partner. This lead to plenty of me dominating our encounters, including the previous weekend when we broke in our new set of restraints with her tied to the bed, coaxed into what became an impossible number of orgasms to keep track of.
With this experience fresh in both of our minds, she texted me mid-week to tell me that she wanted to switch things up and return the favor. I was expectedly all for this new development as my own submissive itch was begging to be scratched. I wouldn’t be seeing her for another 3 days but was instructed not cum until I saw her next, another request I happily obliged.