“I’m glad you didn’t leave me,” I said. “If it were up to me, you would be chained on this bed for the rest of your life.”
“Mmmm,” she moaned, followed by a sleepy yawn.
We fell asleep in that position, my submissive bound to my bed.
Unfortunately, I woke up only a few hours later, panicked that Cassandra had somehow escaped into the night, and couldn’t fall back to sleep. It was 3:30 in the morning. My mouth was dry. I should’ve had a glass of water but poured myself a Scotch instead, sipping it while watching Cassandra sleep. One Scotch became two. Ordinarily I was a light drinker, but I felt emotionally distraught about her leaving me. I sat staring at her and drinking.
As if in the blink of an eye it was 7AM. I had a headache from the Scotch and I wanted to call in sick, but there
