No option to say No

Simon - come here please?
Said in my most innocent tone -yes, I have one of those - and he comes into the study where the computer is and the desk and the chair. I gesture not to the swivel chair, which I occupy, but the straight backed, stable chair that sits beside the desk.

Have a seat - I suggest.....and he does, guessing that I probably want to talk about our day, away from any noise or confusion.

I don't.

I have, near at hand, some nylon rope that I obtained at the hardware store earlier today. Should hold a large boat, so I think it will hold this big hunk of a man even if he strains.....

I have it cut into lengths that are right for the task at hand, and I have it discreetly tucked in the back of my pants. I go over to him, and straddle his lap and kiss him deeply and suck his luscious lips into my mouth and find his tongue and do the same.....then I ask him if he trusts me.

Of course I do - he says, with a bit of a wrinkled brow - I never ask him that....

So i pull his hands behind his back. God, this just makes his abs stand out like crazy...I'm getting wet already.....This is so fucking exciting doing this ......I put his hands together and I tie the rope around them. It is loose, but knotted well. I stand back in front of him, and I appraise his mental state. You ok? I ask? He looks ok...he says yes.....but kind of tentatively.....I guess I am really pushing the limits here...after all, he is the dominant one......
So then I kneel in front of him, and disarmingly smile as I tie each of his legs to the chair legs.

I stand back and admire my work. I've just tied up a great big beautiful man and I have plans for him. Do you need a drink, or anything? I ask. A shot of vodka in tonic water would be great, he says. I get this for him, and hold the glass to his lips as he drinks a bit. I finish it off and tell him I'll be right back.

I have my outfit ready in the next room. I took such care shaving my pubic hair into a nice strip that just ends at the top of my clit and I don't have much to put on....but a pair of black boots that will be midway up my thighs once i zip them.... they have a 2 inch platform and 6 inch heels. I've let my hair down, and I put on some extra makeup...some eye makeup and some really really red lipstick which I never wear. I have my nails done in a french manicure, and I smear some tasty lip potion on my nipples. I look in the mirror. Looks like it will work. A 6 foot tall woman with nothing on but black boots and lipstick....No. One more thing. He loves lingerie. I go looking for a black vinyl zip up thong that I have tucked away somewhere. Ok, that is killer. I go back to the study where he is tied up....
I stand in the doorway, and run my one arm the whole way up the door frame, and stand there with my other relaxed at my hip. I just look at him. He is fully dressed. That is really a problem.
I slink over to him, and unbuckle his jeans - god I love him in jeans....and I unzip his pants. Then, looking right in his eyes, I rather roughly pull the jeans and underwear off of his hips and down around his ankles. I stand back to survey my work.......He is just watching me, not taking his eyes off of me...he has a very devilish smile on his face, and I know it is ok to continue this game. So I stand there in the doorway stretched out like a cat, and I start tugging an my own nipples until they are standing up and paying good attention. I use both hands to pull both nipples in different directions as I am looking at his rising erection. I turn around I know the boots and thong should be really hitting all the right chords with him....I turn slightly and reach down and grab my ankles....this way he can see my hanging breasts and my ass at the same time. He starts to struggle with the ropes.....and he orders me to come to him. I do.
I stand in front of him and ask what he wants.....

You finish the story, Simon......