Not your regular kind of nap

The sweet, gentle ecstasy of lying down next to my Goddess for a half-hour nap... that became 45 minutes, and then almost 90 minutes...

The warmth of her body against mine, her head resting gently on my chest and one thigh over my hips and mid-section, I savored every minute of our closeness tight under the covers. She had unclipped my wrist cuffs for us to be more comfortable, and she held my left hand as my right hand went around her back to her waist. I was careful with each movement lest I hurt her or wake her up dragging the buckle of the wrist cuffs, or the small locks that secured them, against her skin.

My legs were still bound by the ankle cuffs clipped together. As she occasionally shifted her position slightly, I could feel the restraints keeping my feet about 6 inches apart. The helplessness was intoxicating as I was not only limited in my movements, but worse, I could not risk moving or such awkwardness would surely wake my Goddess up.

Deep in subspace from earlier activities, and S' wishes to enjoy a nap with me mostly bound at her side, I drifted in and out of sleep. My head was spinning from this gentle and yet powerful situation. I gasped quietly when during her sleep she reached up and took hold of the central D-ring on my collar with one finger. I wasn't sure how conscious that was since her deep breathing barely paused for an instant while she did that, and resumed immediately after. If my submission to her wasn't complete before that point, it was absolutely total when I felt the light tension on the collar, and I felt her asleep in this position. Now even moving my head had a risk of waking her up.

My on-and-off sleep with her, in this strangely immobilizing bondage, with my Goddess right next to me, in fact partly over me, was incredibly overwhelming. My headspace had nowhere to anchor itself, except in my submission to her and my love for her...