I awake to the feel of hands on my wrists. Slowly, as from a daze, I realize I am being removed from my bed and bound to the restraints in the middle of the room. My pulse begins to race as a blindfold covers my eyes and my body is bound spread eagle. As the leather straps are tightened around my ankles and secured; my heart catches in my chest and fear mingled with excitement, makes my body tremble. My body responds with a start and I am instantly wet and feverish with need.
I do not fully comprehend what is happening to me, due to the fact that I am not yet awake, and wonder if maybe it's a dream. I try to see but the blindfold has me thrown into blackness which makes my senses reel. As darkness surrounds me and clouds my awakening, things seem as though very close and yet far away. Then I feel a hand slowly run down my shoulder and across my back and a cry escapes my lips as I realize it is no dream. Yearning for your touch, my body twitches and throbs with anticipation. Then suddenly, I hear laughter that seems to come from all around me and I gasp.
"Good Morning Christine" you whisper in my ear and my body begins to shake.
I cannot see you but know you are very close and when your hand grazes my flesh, I jump from the electricity emanating from you. I feel as though you are all around me and all at once I am out of breath. I feel your breath on my neck as you caress my flesh, awakening every fiber of my being. Then you kiss my neck softly. My body is at once yours and I collapse against my bonds, my wetness and excitement spreading. I can feel your hands around my waist helping me to stand, once more.
You run a finger across my clit and a shiver runs through me; your touch enough to drive me over the edge. I quiver as you take my hardened nipples in your hand, squeezing them hard then taking them into your mouth, teasing them with your teeth and tongue. My moans and the beating of my heart are the only things I hear. Then you back away from me and my body tingles where your touch has been, as if you are still there, and the emptiness of that loss threatens to close around me. Waiting seems as an eternity and my body begins to quiver from the passion rising within.
"Christine?" I hear from you.
"Yes my Master" I whisper trying to keep my composure while trembling.
"You are mine, are you not?" you quietly say as you walk around me.