submission

I pressed my mouth against her Nike Pegasus running shoes. They had a white, slightly greenish-yellowish hue, and fortunately, they were spotless. The material felt remarkably soft against my lips, almost like a fleece sweater. I pulled my head back and raised my upper body, seeking her gaze. Loona's eyes sparkled and seemed to radiate from within, as if someone had turned on a spotlight in her mind.

"So, John, our relationship is going to change. I don't want you to think I'm a nasty piece of work taking advantage of you in your predicament. Because I'm not, but I see that you have needs you apparently can't fulfill, and as your new sister, I want to help you make your fantasies and dreams come true." Her fingers drew imaginary exclamation points in the air when she said "sister." My blood was still rushing in my ears, and I couldn't quite grasp what was happening.

"What do you mean by that exactly, Loona?" She hopped off the table and sat back in the chair, facing me.

"I mean that I will help you make your fantasies come true. It seems you have a pronounced submissive side. I will slowly uncover it and dig deeper until I hit a wall." With her last words, her smile transformed into a more playful one, and her demeanor grew cooler and more distant. My brain began to work slowly but surely. What did she mean by that? What was I doing here, anyway?

"What... How exactly do you envision that, Loona?" I wanted to sit up and return to my seat.

Snap!

Loona's snap and her gleaming eyes made me pause in my movement and sink back onto my knees.

"Good boy." Her voice was gentle, and she smiled as she observed my reaction. "Just how I imagined it. It's simple; I've seen how you are. I will support you in your sex life and take control. You want to know what it feels like to lose control and hand it over to someone. I will be that someone." She pushed a strand of hair from her face.

"So, I wanted a list from you of things you're into. Where is it?"

"On my PC."

"Alright, I'll look at it when I get back from my run and figure out how to proceed. I'll also return your suitcase to you. You seem to have quite a collection of ropes and other bondage toys from your past. You seem to have had a lot of fun in your history."

I nodded, hoping she'd attribute my embarrassment to the fact that I was still kneeling before her, rather than the fact that I'd only ever experimented with the toys on myself so far. I preferred to keep the fact that I was a virgin to myself; the entire situation was embarrassing enough.

Loona tied her hair into a ponytail with an elastic band and stood up.

"I'm going for a run now. Before I leave, though, I'll tie you up. So, get up and into your room." Her words echoed in my head. She wanted to tie me up; she was seriously going to be with me... that couldn't be. On a scale of 1-10, Loona was at least a 12. What did she want with someone like me? She must have been inundated with date requests. Why was she dealing with someone like me? Well, I wasn't unattractive; I had a decent face and was in shape. But I was miles away from being a model and just as far from the muscular, strong image my father and Timo embodied. Loona walked past me towards the door, leaving a faint scent of almonds and rose petals. I got to my feet and followed Loona into my room.

"So, you can reattach the rope to your bed, and I think you can leave it there for now. Then we don't have to take it off and put it on every time. It's more practical, and you don't have a girlfriend at the moment, do you?"

I shook my head and started reinstalling the ropes. Loona disappeared briefly into her room and returned with the suitcase.

"Here, you can have it back," she said, pushing it back under my bed. I had finished attaching the ropes and lay on my bed.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm lying down so you can tie me up," I said, and Loona started laughing.

"First, undress, you idiot."

My hands suddenly became sweaty again, and my penis grew harder. I swallowed.

"Come on; I don't have all day," Loona's tone became a bit sharper and colder.

I hurried to get out of my clothes. When I reached my pants, Loona grinned wider.

"It seems like someone's very excited."

I blushed again, and my hands trembled slightly as I removed my jeans. My boxers followed, and now I lay naked as God had created me, in front of her, the woman I had dedicated my dreams to for six months. My penis stood erect, and I tried not to look embarrassingly affected but rather as if it were normal for me to expose myself naked to a woman, as far as I could read from Loona's expression.

"There!" She threw my vibrating penis ring to me. I reached for it and put it on. Then I began to bind my feet and then my hands. I closed the handcuffs, and Loona took the key. She fished my phone out of my pants, started typing on it, and shortly afterward, the penis ring started vibrating.

"Cute," she said, looking at my erect member, and my self-confidence took a hit in the gut.

"So, little one, I'm going for a run now. When we come back, I'll read what you've written for me. I hope there's something reasonable there. I wonder if you've splattered everything again when I get back; I hope not. I left the plug out today; we don't want you to have too much fun." She grinned and placed my phone on my desk.

Before she left the door, she turned back.

"Please smile, John," she said, took her phone out of her thigh pocket in her leggings, and took a picture of me.

"So, see you later, don't run away," she said, and with those words, she left the door, and shortly after, I heard the apartment door open and close again. I was alone, naked, tied to my bed, and Loona had the key. My penis ring vibrated and stimulated my penis slowly but evenly, but that was nothing compared to the explosion of thoughts and feelings inside me. My brain ran wild, and I had a while to deal with it. In general, Loona went for a run for at least 30 minutes.