Naked on Roller Skates

I’d always wondered why she wanted that long rubber mat. I bought it but she left it in the garage for weeks. Until one day.

She asked me to haul it in and spread it across the floor. When I stood up from getting it just right I saw my collar in her hand.

I lay on the floor and she strapped my arms to my side. There was a short-lived flash of pleasure as she tucked my balls out of site but my penis above before strapping my legs together.

“The family jewels need to be protected I agree dear but the rest is fair game.”

Game? When she said game I felt like someone who landed on Go to Jail every time they played Monopoly.

She pulled the rubber matt over me covering mostly my thighs but just a tiny bit of my groin. I equally damned myself for buying it and congratulated my back brain for having made sure it was thick and stiff.

I heard her cheerfully whistling in another room. Normally I’d be glad to hear her so happy. But I knew it meant I wouldn’t be.

The odd noise I heard coming toward me made no sense until I realized she was on roller skates.

“You’ve been so useful my little man. Always ready to be my shoeshine boy. Tonight you get to be my skating ramp. And I’m even going to give you a special treat dear. Tonight I’m not wearing any underwear so keep your eyes open.”

Normally that’d be quite a treat. But I suspected keeping my eyes open would be the least of my concerns.

With a giddy “Wheee “¦ ” she flashed across me crushing my thighs.