World In Flames

Matt awoke to the sound of a vacuum running in the living room. He began to stretch, letting out a long groan from deep within his body. He was sore all over, and judging by the time, it was because he had been asleep for over 27 hours.

He didn't remember coming to bed, to be completely honest the last thing he remembered was fixing things with Kiera over dinner last night.. Speaking of food, he was starving.

"I wonder why Kiera didn't wake me up," he thought absently.

He crawled out of bed adjusting his black silk boxers on his lower hips, and started toward the bathroom rubbing his eyes. Matt let out a long yawn, and ran his fingers through his hair, and pondered the idea of shaving it. He would talk to Kiera first though because he knew she liked his hair the way it was.. "Gives me something to hold onto,"she would say.

He smiled. He was glad things were back to normal between them. Kiera had had a drastic change in mood over the past few weeks, and he simply didn't understand why. He knew that he had been acting weird as well, but it was only because he had missed Braydyn's birthday, that was all. He didn't want to talk about it, and Kiera took it personally. He just wanted to go home. That was all, missing his son's birthday had really gotten to him. He knew Kiera thought he wanted to leave her, but that was definitely not the case. She had even went as far as to ask him last night if he had intended to leave her. Mat had hesitated only because he was completely thrown off. He couldn't believe she would even consider such a thing. Obviously he told her no, and she seemed to believe him.

Matt had reached the master bathroom when he noticed a quiet dragging sound coming from the floor behind him, he turned around to see the cause, and was shocked at what he found.

There on the floor behind him was a chain, and it took him a moment to realize that the chain was connected to a cuff on his right ankle.

Unsure of what to do or even think, Matt just stood there, anger and confusion hitting him in waves.

He picked up the chain and followed it back to the beginning, which was wrapped around the very large bed post at the foot of his bed; it was pad locked. Matt tried tugging on it, desperately trying to get it loose. After several minutes he stopped, utterly frustrated.

"Kiera?!" He yelled out.

The vacuum didn't stop, so he yelled again, this time much louder.

He heard the noise from the other room cut off, followed by soft footsteps on the hardwood floor of the hallway. The footsteps got louder, signaling that she was getting closer.

The footsteps stopped just outside the door, Matt waited for a moment before asking what she was doing. "What do you need?" She asked quietly.

"What do I need," Matt repeated quietly with a scoff, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Kiera," Matt started, trying his hardest to keep his cool, "Why am I chained up?"

There was no response.

Matt was losing his patience. Was this some kind of joke? Because he didn't find this funny. Kinky maybe, but not funny.

Kiera walked away, shaking all over. Matt was now pounding on the locked door, screaming her name. She knew he would be mad when he woke up, but seriously what else was she supposed to do? A few nights ago she decided it was time to take action, she was not gonna let the love of her life just leave her.. So she made him a big dinner and acted as if everything was okay. He fell for it, and they laughed, and kissed, and had a great time. But right before dinner was over, Kiera asked him if he wanted to leave her, and he hesitated.. This had to have meant exactly what she had been suspecting. He was going to leave. After he told her no, she smiled, and kissed him and quietly got up and headed to the kitchen to 'get them a drink.' She slipped several sleeping pills into his, and continued to play along, until he passed out. She then dragged him into their bedroom, and stripped him down completely, admiring his tone body. She wanted nothing more than to slide his dick inside her, and ride him until she came.. but that would be wrong.. right?

Digging through his underwear drawer, she picked out her favorite pair of silky boxers, and carefully slid them onto his legs. She washed him off using a warm washcloth and then dragged him into bed, which took foREVer! Going out to the shed in their back yard she got the heavy duty chain she had found a few days prior, it had a metal cuff at the end, and the key to open it was even laying right beside it. She retrieved the pad lock from the kitchen drawer, and began securing him to the bed. At first she had the cuff around his wrist, but then decided it would be more humane to give him use of both hands. She then went outside and put 10 screws into the outside of the wooden window frame. Of course he could break the glass, but there was nothing she could do about that, other than having bars installed on the windows, which seemed kinda psycho. Ha! Go figure!

Kiera didn't know what she was gonna do. Matt sounded very mad at her, and with good reason. But Kiera just couldn't stand the thought of him leaving her. Not now, not after everything..

She made her way into the kitchen to make him some food. She decided to get him his favorite junk food. Chocolate poptarts. She put them in the toaster, and poured him a glass of cold milk. She put the poptarts on a plate, and headed back to his room. Matt had stopped yelling, actually he had stopped making any noise at all. She quietly knocked on the door, before opening it slowly.

He wasn't there.

She started to freak out before realizing that, judging by the chain, he was in the bathroom.

Perfect.

She sat the food down on the side table, and turned around to find him standing there in the bathroom naked, watching her. She froze. She didn't know what to do. He didn't look mad, actually he looked pretty happy. He was leaning against the door frame now, his big, protective arms folded across his defined chest. Water was dripping into a puddle at his feet, and his dick stood at attention.

He smirked when he seen her admiring his member.

He took a step toward her, lightly stroking the head of his dick with the tips of his fingers.

"Now, I'm not entirely sure what you're planning.." He started, taking another step toward her, causing her to back up instinctively. She knew he wouldn't hurt her, but still.. "But the more I think about you tying me up, the harder I get. I'll admit I was furious at first, but I just can't get this image out of my head!" he growled, pointing at his head with two fingers, almost like a gun. "I just keep seeing myself tied to the bed, blindfolded, completely naked. And you.. you're riding me like there's no tomorrow.. Your fingernails buried into my chest..." he trailed off, closing his eyes, letting out a soft moan.

Kiera was about to explode she was so turned on. She didn't know what to do.. If she slept with him, she would be tempted to untie him, and then he could leave her..

But boy did she want him inside her..

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