Bette circled the bed, fixing her eyes all the while on Tina’s still-clothed form. They were both panting, and Tina was moaning out each breath.

“Tell me who you belong to.”

Tina moaned louder at the command, and tried squirming away, but realized how tightly her wrists were tied. Sometimes she wished she really was afraid of Bette, but their play always satiated her desires. She tugged at the binds, and then crawled to the side of the bed, standing beside it to pull harder.

“You figured you should misbehave?” Bette teased, walking slowly around the bed to torment Tina with the inevitable. A little smile tugged at her lips as she stared with dark intentions – a riding crop in her hands. She loved the texture, the insinuation, and what it could do to her beautiful lover. “Did you need to be punished? Has it been too long?”

Had it been in another circumstance, Tina may have actually laughed, but she had become caught up in her efforts to escape.

“You just come home from work … tease me … and then you leave me on the couch?”

Tina smirked as she hid her face and tugged in vein once again. She knew she would never escape something Bette had intended to last, but she wanted to try. She needed to struggle. Pushing back on her feet, she saw that Bette was coming closer, so she clumsily crawled onto the bed again.

“Or maybe you just wanted to wrestle with me,” Bette taunted, twirling the crop in her hand before landing a piercing smack on Tina’s calf. She chuckled at the gasp, watching Tina struggle harder. She knew exactly what Tina needed, and thankfully she was in a giving mood. “But you must have known I’m stronger.”

The thoughts running through Tina’s mind were so dark they scared her, but she knew that Bette would always keep her safe, and never push her too hard. She would never force Tina into something truly dangerous, and that allowed Tina to release her concerns, and to be just as naughty and as tempting as she wanted.

“Did you like it when I pulled you back into me … when I put my hand over your mouth and slowly brought you to the ground? … Did you like being held down?”