PANDEMIC

 

EXCERPT

 

 

Earlier this afternoon I was sitting at my computer, playing solitaire. On top of having had to shelter in place for the past three months because of Covid-19, it has been raining unceasingly for 3 days. My wife and I had a bad case of "cabin fever". Suddenly Ellen called to me from the kitchen. "Mario, could you come in here for a minute?" I entered the kitchen and she said "Would you do something for me?"

"Sure, I replied, what is it?"

'This may sound strange, but I want you to go and take a nice hot shower, and then meet me back here in the kitchen, naked! Don't ask why, just do it."

Strange, indeed! Uncharacteristic of Ellen, but perhaps she's horny and wants a little fun in the afternoon to break the monotony, I thought. "OK, if that's what you want. I'll be back in a little while", I replied, trying to guess what she might have planned.

The hot shower felt good on this dark, cold and gloomy day, and I lingered there contemplating what Ellen might have in mind for us. Finally I dried myself off and marched naked into the kitchen where she was waiting for me by the window. I was a bit disappointed when I saw that she was still clothed in her normal stay-at-home attire, which was anything but sexy. I felt a little strange. CFNM...clothed female, naked male!

"You look good enough to eat", she said. "Or at least parts of you. Come over here by me and look out the window.

I looked, but didn't see anything except the downpour that had been non-stop for days. Suddenly I was in darkness as Ellen slipped a blindfold over my head! "What's this?" I blurted out in surprise.

"Relax, Mario. Just go along with me and do what I say. You'll have a good time...maybe!"

I felt Ellen putting something on my left wrist. I realized that it was probably a leather wrist cuff. She must have gotten it from the drawer in my closet where I store some BDSM things. This surprised me. We've only used them a few times, and when we did, I was using them on her. It was done playfully, and she seemed to enjoy being my submissive. This was definitely a new twist. What else might she have gotten? Then a cuff was put on my right wrist.

Next, she held onto the rings attached to both cuffs and led me slowly into the dining room. I could feel the soft carpet on my bare feet as I left the tile floor of the kitchen. "Just follow me." We turned toward the front door, walked a few feet, and then stopped. My feet were half on carpet and half on tile again, so I guessed that we were in the doorway between the dining room and front hall. She dropped my hands and told me to stand perfectly still. At this point I was literally in the dark as to what was happening, but thinking of the possibilities was starting to arouse me.

I heard some metallic "clinking" sounds and then felt my right arm being moved and pulled up toward the ceiling, followed by the same thing with my left arm, until both arms were stretched upward and outward. I tried to pull them down, but found them fastened firmly to something above me. Ellen told me not to worry about hurting the ceiling because she had a friend build a special framework that would more than hold my weight. She had told him that it was for the garden, to hold some large potted plants.

"It was easy to assemble. In fact, I put it together while you were in the shower!"

After a short pause, during which she ran her hands up and down my body, avoiding the really important parts, she went on. "Alright! Now that I have your complete attention, here's the deal.