Your knock at the door is tentative and light. Not sure of what to expect of this meeting, or if you are doing the right thing. But that decision was made for you, you must do as you are ordered. The door swings open revealing a darkened room. With the dim light you can barely make out a silhouette as I offer you my hand. Reaching to take it, you feel the cold metal of the handcuffs close securely around your wrist. In a heartbeat I secure both of your wrists behind your back. Ordinarily this would be an unsettling situation to suddenly find yourself in, but you can't help but feel a little excited.
The blindfold comes next completely eliminating what little light the room had. As you feel your heartbeat rise I guide you further into the room. Soft music drifts about the room and as you feel warm on your sensitive skin. The soft gentle kisses trailing from your ear down your neck send shivers of anticipation through your body.
Youβve dressed as required, a slut, a wanton tart. The vision of you pleases me very much! I begin to slowly undo the buttons of your black lacy blouse, my fingers shaking from both nervousness and excitement. Pulling it off your shoulders and letting it fall around your cuffed wrists adds to the sensation of being retrained as my hands caress your breasts.
Allowing my lips and tongue to roam over your breasts, I quickly undo your very short leather skirt letting it fall to the floor. You are indeed a lovely site standing in the middle of the room, blindfolded, your blouse and bra draped across the handcuffs wearing nothing but a pair of silky red panties, a matching suspender belt and sheer black stockings.
As I lay you back across the bed you feel the warm wet kisses begin to trail up from you feet moving to the inside of you thigh. You feel my warm breath as I slowly move upward. My hand trails across your stomach and down between your parted legs as my tongue lightly dances over the tightening muscles of your inner thigh. My fingers feel the dampness that is rapidly turning the material to a darker red as I pull the material aside. You feel for the first time my tongue slides upward, parting you, causing a slight shudder to course through your body.