Memories To Come

Remak opened his eyes and for once everything had changed. He was no longer bound to a wall by the ankles and wrists—in fact he was no longer even in the prison. He was in a simple cottage bedroom like any number of bedrooms he’d been in before, although this one seemed somehow more familiar than most.

His ragged uniform was gone and even though he was naked, he was comfortably warm. Some of that was the fire burning cheerfully in the nearby fireplace. The rest was that he wasn’t alone. On the bed beneath him was a woman, warm and alive, her copper skin aglow in the firelight. He crouched over her, his erect cock leaving a damp trail on her soft belly. Red-gold hair covered the pillow beneath her head, framing her face and eyes the color of soft moss. It was the goddess’s face, except for the eyes, no longer green ice but warm and soft.

Remak stared down into her face. She seemed older than the goddess, with tiny streaks of gray in her hair and fine lines around her eyes.

Those eyes stared back at him in intense anticipation.

He glanced around and to his shock discovered that not only was the woman as naked as he was, but ropes held her arms and legs bound tight to the bedposts.

Horrified, Remak pulled back, intending to fling himself away from the bed. What madness was this that the goddess would lead him to force himself on a defenseless woman?

To his surprise the “defenseless” woman giggled. "Darling, what are you waiting for? This was your idea, you know." She stretched her arms, lifting her soft breasts upward, caressing her hardened nipples against his chest. Remak’s cock stiffened and jerked at her touch.

Her beautiful lips pouted playfully at him. "Is this part of the game, to make me wait for you?"

"The game?" He blinked. He was playing a game with this enticing woman?

"It was your idea have me play captive for you." She sighed prettily. "I'm just your prisoner now, helpless to your every command. Don't you want something from me?"

Lifting her head off the pillow, she glanced down at his cock, now full and near painfully erect. "Isn't there something I could do for you, my big strong master?"

She wanted to do something to him, while tied up? Remak’s head reeled at the possibilities.

The woman licked her lips. "I can't use my hands, but there is always my mouth."

Remak closed his own gaping mouth and considered the situation. Apparently whatever was going on was consensual and intended for the pleasure of both of them. He’d heard tales from the more experienced men in the army about games of this sort, used to spice up their love lives. He’d said one woman wouldn’t be enough, but the goddess wanted to show him how erotic an established relationship could get.

This was certainly erotic, he thought, with a beautiful and bound woman offering to suck on his cock. How could he possibly say no?