30 Days of Bondage

He wanted to know what it would be like €¦ to be a prisoner €¦ to be utterly helpless €¦ without an end in sight. I could tell by the sparkle in his eye that this was more than just preparation for his next bestseller €¦ that he had a curiosity that he needed to have quenched, and after 12 years of marriage, I€m the one who he comes to when he needs to quench things like this€¦

There€s no denying it €“ 30 days is a long time. He was to be completely cut off from the outside world, from his sex, and even from me €¦ the darkness and the isolation was to envelope him fully without remorse for his well being. I had no intentions of making things easy on him, and in fact, he could certainly vouch that I€d grown well versed in just the opposite as our relationship had matured over the years.

By the end of our first conversation, I could tell that he was a little nervous of the reality in what was soon to unfold, to which I simply smirked and reminded him that this was only just the beginning€¦