SAXMANIAC MUSINGS

 There is darkness and a feeling of floating. I can feel my body, sore and sweaty, the damp sheets clinging to my belly. I can hear my breathing, fast and heavy as if I’ve just run a marathon. I hear his voice but it seems so far away. I’m feeling every emotion all at once: fear, joy, satisfaction, love, uncertainty, confusion, comfort, pain…
Slowly I become aware of my surroundings; I’m laying face down on our bed, my arms and legs tethered to the bed posts with soft leather cuffs. My hair has fallen over my face, and my back stings from the sweat seeping into tiny cuts. My body is tense, my hand gripping and pulling on the sheets.
I can hear his voice, closer now and reassuring, and my breathing slows down. My emotions settle down and I feel safe, euphoric, proud…
Powerful.
As he straddles me his dick brushes up against my ass cheeks.  He gently moves my hair out of my face and his rich, deep voice whispers reassuringly in my ear, “Come back, Baby. You’re OK. Open your eyes. I’m here.”
I open my eyes and let out a deep sigh. Then I gasp as my body shivers, tenses up, and I climax, my juices trickling down onto the sheets. Better late than never, I think to myself. Then my lips curl into my goofy, post-orgasmic grin.
He reaches up and frees my wrists, then rubs his hands down my arms to my shoulders, massaging them gently.
“You good?” he asks.
“Oh, yes,” I reply.
There is no response, and I quickly realize my mistake.
“Yes, Sir,” I correct myself.
He gets up and frees my ankles, then sticks a finger in me as if to verify his handiwork. He pulls out a VERY wet finger and presents it to me to taste. I suck my juices off his finger and moan.
“You’re mine,” he whispers. “Don’t ever forget that.”
“I’m yours,” I reply. “Always.”
Although I’m no longer tied to the bed I stay in my position, spread-eagle on my  stomach, as he lays down next to me, tracing his hand gently up and down my spine, pain and pleasure once again intertwined.
I listen to his breathing, feel the warmth of his body pressed up against mine as one emotion takes over as I drift off to sleep.
Happy.