The Kitchen Timer - A New Short Story

 The Kitchen Timer

David's wife Jenni has a little present for him. A kitchen timer. But he's a little confused as to its purpose, at least until she ties him to the bed, begins to tell him a perverted story, and begins the sexual torment. Codes: FM/mf, high school, bondage, clamps, fictional.

Jenni led David into the bedroom by the hand, a mischievous smile dancing across her face.  Her long brown hair hung along the sides of her head, curling slightly at the ending.  Her light grayish blue eyes twinkled with the thoughts of what was about to happen. The room had already been prepared and David saw the two sets of cuffs laying on the bed.  The sheets had been pulled back and a length of rope had been drawn under the bed frame, the ends dangling next to the cuffs.  His eyes glanced around the room, taking in the multitude of lit candles and he saw the small box wrapped with green paper, a yellow ribbon decorating the top.

“Happy Anniversary, honey.” Jenni said impishly.

David laughed.  “You’ve been planning this for a long time, haven’t you?” He asked.

“Of course!” Her eyebrows arched upward and then wiggled in a teasing fashion.  “You are in for a long evening of frustration, pleasure, and maybe even ecstasy.” She chuckled, taking his hand. She led him to the bed and sat him down on the soft down filled mattress. She took the present and handed it to him.

“Open it, lover.” 

David carefully unwrapped the box and opened it. He lifted out the tissue wrapped present and carefully revealed it. White plastic, and a dial with number markings. “A kitchen timer?” he said, puzzled as he saw it.

Jenni laughed.  “Happy Anniversary!”

David looked at her quizzically,  “Thank you.  But I don’t get it.” He said with a small laugh.

Jenni’s eyes narrowed shrewdly.  “Oh.  You will soon enough.” She replied with a wink.  “Strip.”

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