Part I

“Come here – Now!”

Normally, any words from his sexy wife sent delicious thrills to his soul. However, when she used her husky and demanding voice, he usually went weak in the knees. This time was no different. He quickly shuffled over and sat next to her on the couch. She stared into his eyes as he shifted uneasily. Her eyes were like fire – melting all they looked upon. She loved to tease and torment him, and their bondage gear had steadily grown over the years as they both found their love of kink only increased over the years. She had a perfect body for her 5’7” height and she loved to drive him wild with it. His height matched hers and his muscle tone kept him larger than her. She loved every opportunity to dominate her stronger and larger husband, and he realized that today would be no different. Today was his birthday, and as he stared into her fiery eyes, he gulped – knowing that her gift would be intense indeed.

Melting his soul with her flashing eyes, she slowly leaned over to him and whispered,”Happy Birthday! You need to go upstairs and follow the note on the bed - to the letter. If you fail, you will not receive your present from me. Go now.” Without hesitation, he jumped from the couch and headed upstairs, filled with anticipation at what her note may contain. In seconds, it seemed, he was holding the small note in his shaky fingers. It simply read,” There is a box for you in the closet. Find this box and find a use for ALL the items inside. Everything must be in place before I come in. If not, you will forfeit your birthday gift. Your loving wife.” His pulse began to race as he set down the note and stepped to the closet. He opened the closet doors and found a rather large box in the center of the closet. He picked up the box and placed it on the bed. Reaching inside, he held his breath as he pulled out the first item. A black leather hood, with lacing up the back, and snaps on the front around the eye and mouth holes for a blindfold or gag. Setting it aside, he reached for the next item. A black posture collar; complete with ‘D’ rings all around it. Over and over he reached into the box and laid out all the items on the bed until the box was empty. Tossing the box back into the closet, he nervously examined all the gear in front of him. Hood, collar, anal plug, lube, ballet boots, clover clamps, blindfold, a thick penis gag with an external attachment point, wide leather restraints, four leather straps, and a wide leather belt. He stared at the gear in silence, feeling the excitement flooding his brain of the sensations he was about to experience…..

Almost in a daze, he quickly stripped off his clothes and glancing at the bedside clock, he saw many precious minutes had already ticked by. He quickly began to put on the gear, starting with the lube and anal plug. He tried to relax as the plug slid in place – it seemed to split him in two as he struggled. It settled in place and he felt his body grip it tightly. Next was the belt. He pulled it snug and felt the belt restrict his breathing slightly. The restraints were quickly buckled tightly around his wrists and ankles, and the four straps threaded into each restraint. The gag filled his mouth completely and buckled tightly behind his head. The hood encased his head tightly and he pulled the lacing as tight as he could. Knotting the lacing as he would a set of shoestrings – it was secure. The ballet boots forced his feet into an uncomfortable position, and he hoped as he laced them tightly into place that his time in them would be short. Knowing his time was running short; he quickly grabbed the clover clamps next and secured them to his nipples, enjoying the tingle of the pressure. Next was the collar. He fed the laces of the hood underneath it and buckled it tight – just to the point of restricting his breathing even more. He laid on the bed and attached the ankle straps to each of the lower corners of the bed and grabbed the blindfold. Plunging himself into sweet darkness, he secured the blindfold and reached for the top corner of the bed. Securing his right wrist with the attached strap, he reached with his left and with a lot of wiggling, managed to secure his left wrist as well. Breathing heavily from the exertions, he relaxed. He was spread eagle on the bed, hooded, gagged, plugged, blindfolded, collared, and clamped. He was in heaven. He listened intently for her arrival. Every tiny noise seemed to heighten his arousal. How much longer would he have to wait?

The touch on his inner thigh made him jump out of his skin. Somehow, she had entered silently. He was sure she could hear his heart pound from the excitement. Her soft voice sent a shiver through his body. “Your use of the gear isn’t exactly what I had in mind. Seems you don’t have much imagination on your birthday! Well, we will just have to make some modifications. Don’t you DARE move a muscle, or I will leave you like this. Are you ready?” A brief nod from the leather covered head and she smiled…..