Patience is a Virtue

"Patience is a Virtue"

(Thomas & Mandy Rivers:  Marriage should always be an adventure.)

Mandy’s thighs burned with a mixture of need and the heat of her muscles straining for any sort of relief.  She had never in her life wanted to just simply sit on her ass as much as she did right now but she resisted none the less.  Mandy wiggled a bit here and there, straining against her binds, while the heels of her bare feet barley scraped against her bottom.  She had been hoping to cheat by resting her ass upon her feet, however her struggle was to no avail.  The distance was perfectly planned to taunt.  Yes it would have been simple for her to scoot back and sit down for a moment or two rather than dangle there helplessly but then that would be cheating and dishonest.  She did not want to disappoint him by cheating or being dishonest. 

OK, maybe Mandy would have cheated, but Thomas was a smart man.  Between her legs, lost in the shadows of her body, ran a string from her panties to the floor.  It was looped and tied through one of the lace gaps in the material of her underwear and taped to the floor with small piece of clear scotch tape.  It was quite ingenious and quick thinking on his part to be honest.  When Thomas was prepping her he realized she would require a bit more tethering.  It was a simple thread he found in one of the drawers in the kitchen.  Earlier, when he was lovingly tying Mandy up and positioning her where she was now, he showed her the string.  It was about 10 to 12 inches long.  It was just enough to give Mandy some play but not enough to ease her intended distress.  “When I come home this better not be broken or disconnected.”  Thomas said eyeing her.  Mandy quietly replied “Yes Sir” while Thomas positioned her just the way he wanted her.

“I am going to have a few drinks with the boys. I will be back in a few hours.  If you manage to stay right where I put you till I get back, you will receive a wonderful reward.  Do you understand me my pet?” Thomas asked this as he grabbed his sport jacket and headed for the door.  “Damn he looks so good in that jacket and those slacks” Mandy thought, fantasizing a bit as she dangled a few feet from the ground, watching him walk away.  She was brought back to the moment when Thomas repeated the last part of question.  “I said do you understand me my pet?” She quietly mumbled “Yes Master” and he smiled turning out the light and closing the door behind him.

Mandy hung there in the shadows, her arms tied, her muscles aching; she was trying her best to pass the time while not moving too much.  Mandy did not want to break the string. She was determined not to allow the string to come lose. She wanted her reward.  For a while Mandy watched the dust as at it danced across one of the beams of sunlight that escaped the opaque windows behind her.  It ran across the room cutting through the afternoon, allowing her to see clearly.  She turned her head to the left and to the right occupying herself with examining the room.  She noticed small holes in the walls and certain areas with dust and dirt, making mental notes to clean those areas next time she was cleaning their home.  Mandy strained trying to see the clock in the hallway but fear gripped her when she felt a tighter than expected tug on her panties.  She slowly and purposefully returned to her original position chiding herself out loud for almost ruining her fun.  “Don’t be foolish” Mandy said as she continued to hang there.

The Air conditioner came on and the cool air stung Mandy’s nipple, the left one.  It seems it had snuck past the binds and rope Thomas had tied so flawlessly around her.  Mandy smiled at the thought of his skill and how good he was with rope.  She felt her nipple grow pert and she realized she was right below the AC vent, almost totally naked.  A chill ran up her body and goose bumps began to appear and ripple across Mandy’s skin.  It was a complete and delicious torture. 

Mandy arched her back a bit trying to find just a bit more comfort. It was a hard task to not lift her heated mound while also managing to allow her hair to touch the floor beneath her.  It seemed those yoga classes Thomas willingly paid for were really paying off.  She smiled, first imaging that she could feel the wood grain floor with her hair and then, after the silliness of this idea passed, she smiled knowing how much Thomas really loved her thick hair as it draped across his body.  Just thinking about him touching turned her on even more. Her muscles burned, her body ached, she was wet with want and all this was happening while she hung there alone thinking how amazing he was.

After what seemed like an eternity for Mandy she heard keys rattling in the door lock outside.  Her heart raced with excitement.  He was returning and she so wanted him to see how well she had done.  She imagined her reward and moistened at the thought of a million things he would do as they bounded through her head.  A bright flash of light once again brought her back to the reality of the moment. Thomas had come in, turned on the light and now was walking towards her.  There was a stern look on his face as he studied her.  Mandy wanted to blurt out how good she was and that the string was still there but she knew better and so she hung in silence waiting for him.  Her task was not yet complete; it seemed it was inspection time. 

Thomas stood next to her looking down on her as she swayed there on display.  His eyes traveled her body taking in every detail and Mandy watered watching him as he looked her over.  He enjoyed looking her over. He admired Mandy’s smooth pale skin, noting the goose bumps and pink on her skin that had begun to show closer to her binds.  Thomas walked around to the front her and she moved her head, following him as he went.  He paused in front and slowly kneeled before her as he placed a hand both Mandy’s knees, parting her legs.  “Don’t smile, Don’t smile God Damit.” Mandy thought to herself as she stared him down hungrily.  Thomas reached out with one hand as Mandy kept her legs open for him and ran his hands down her moist panties.  He teased her with his soft touch and eventually paused holding the string, that ran from her to the floor, between his fingers.  He saw it remained tied, taped and unbroken.  Taking a deep breath, noting Mandy’s excitement in the air, he smiled at her. His green golden eyes burning into her caused her own breath to hitch.  When Thomas leaned forward into mandy she nearly lost all self control.  He had buried his head in her neck nibbling softly on her and then he whispered into Mandy’s ear “You’ve been a good girl haven’t you?”  She barely managed to get out a response “Yes Master.”

Thomas stepped away from her in one quick motion and all Mandy was left with was his smell. It was a mix of his cologne and a hint of whiskey.  It was a smell she truly loved.  As she swung back and forth from his sudden departure Mandy finally allowed a smile to break through.  There she was, swinging to and from, nearly naked, tied up good and tight, smiling as she watched Thomas.  He walked over to the closet by the door, removed his jacket hung it up and then turned back toward Mandy.  “I guess you want your reward now don’t you my sweet?” Thomas asked as he walked toward the bar at the other end of the room.  Mandy laughed, knowing she was about to be very happy and watched as he clinked a few cubes of ice into a glass and roughly three fingers of whiskey.  Thomas grabbed a chair and carried it one hand while carrying his drink in the other and headed back her way. 

As Thomas walked he began to talk to Mandy as if what they were doing was normal, and it was for them, they both loved all their little games they played.  “You know babe the guys wanted me to stay longer” Thomas said as sipped his drink and walked past her a few feet.  “I was so tempted to.  There was this hot waitress giving us large pours and John was buying all of our rounds. You know that bastard never has any money.”  As he continued talking Mandy hung there listening intently, smiling, enthralled with his conversation.  

Thomas sat down in the chair a few feet in front of her and paused for just a moment looking Mandy over once again.  Then Thomas stood and walked toward her continuing his replay of the evening.  “They really tried to get me to stay but I told them I had a lot going on and things I need to do.”  When Thomas got to where Mandy was, he bent down and yanked the string attached to her panties and floor in one quick motion. Mandy’s eyes grew wide at his sudden movement. “We won’t need this anymore.  Please kneel for me.” Thomas directed her.  Then he continued the story while untying her binds.  “John even told me he would buy me another round.  It was crazy because then the guys started saying how they would each get me a round each.  That’s a lot of free booze; expensive booze to boot.  Don’t move ok”? Thomas said leaning over toward Mandy untying a few small knots here and there.  mandy nodded her head yes as she knelt on the floor. Her hands and skin tingled with the blood rushing back into the spots that had been recently under tight restraint.  Thomas continued with his tale as he walked back toward his chair whiskey in hand.  Mandy could tell he was bit buzzed but she liked it when he was that way. They seemed to have just a tad bit more fun than normal when there was a bit of whiskey on his breath.

As Thomas sat there in his chair rambling a bit more Mandy continued to kneel  before him a few feet away, no longer dangling from the ropes Thomas had taken the time earlier to put her in.  Mandy was so wet with want she could smell herself in the air.  The ropes were still on her skin but Mandy dared not to move them just in case Thomas wanted something else.  She listened, nodding her head as he spoke.  “John got smacked by the waitress because he was bit grabby.” Mandy only half heard at this point though as she watched Thomas hoping for what was to happen next.  Many different ideas flashed through Mandy’s head but they all vanished with his next actions.  Thomas reached down and unzipped his pants.  “So I finally convince them I have to go” Thomas continued while he fished his thickness from within his pants. He stopped speaking for just a moment.  They were both still and the room was dead silent.  Mandy wanted what she saw in more ways than one but at that very moment Mandy really wanted to wrap her lips around his girth.  Her mouth practically watered as she waited in anticipation of his next demand.

Thomas looked at her, the smile vanishing from his face and he finished his story.  “So I eventually said no.  I told them what I had to do was important.  You are important to me my sweet.  Come get the first part of your reward Mandy.”  When Thomas said those last few words Mandy smiled as wide as she could and quickly crawled her way to him, the ropes unraveling around her naked flesh and trailing behind her.  Mandy reached out grabbing his length and quickly placed her mouth on top of him, swallowing down every inch greedily.  Thomas groaned a bit and muttered “You are very important to me my sweet” and then he took another long pull from his drink while letting his head fall back as he smiled.  After a few moments of silence and Mandy working her magical tongue along his salty hardness he realized she had paused.  Thomas looked down at Mandy as she looked up at him. They were both smiling at each other.  Mandy then broke the silence.  “You know that next time I go shoe shopping with Cheryl you are going to be the one who is left home tied up right?” She cocked her head to the side waiting for a response.  Thomas laughed a bit and said “Sounds like a plan.”  Mandy smiled once more and then lowered her head and continued to pleasure her husband with that amazing mouth of hers.

Thomas Aiden

(This story actually came form a challenge by a friend of mine that I felt would be perfect for the Rivers couple.  So after a few tweaks and details I turned into yet another adventure for them.  It seems Mandy is doing a lot for Thomas lately though. I think the next adventure will be a time for Thomas to do for something for Mandy.)