I come out of the closet, dressed only in my black thong and I eye you with my hands behind my back. You squint at me from the bed, peering through the candle light, trying to see what it is I hold in my hands. I smile as I look at your nakedness glowing in the flames, your erection pointed proudly up at the ceiling as you wait for me. You lean up on your elbows and watch me slowly cross the room, my eyes glinting with mischief. You hear a metallic noise as I move, and your erection twitches in the air.
"What are you doing baby?" you ask me.
"Nothing." I reply slyly, moving over to the bed. I bring my hands out from behind my back and the candlelight plays lovingly over the chains in my hands now dangling over my breasts. "Lay back baby," I say, dropping my treasures next to your side. You hiss as the cold metal caresses your skin, and you lay back, grinning now as you throw the pillows off the bed and nestle down by the headboard.
I lean over you and my breasts brush over your chest as I fasten a black leather collar around your neck, moving the spikes around behind your head as I place the metal loop part of it towards the side of your neck. My tits graze your face as run the chain link leash over the headboard and through the handle. I wrap the chain around the wooden board a few times before fastening the end to the loop on your collar. You nibble playfully at my nipples as they sway in your face and I lightly slap your face.
"Stop that, you don't get to play yet." I say.
You pretend to pout as I grab my choke collar and make a loop running your right hand through it and tighten it on your wrist before running it over the board and making a loop for your left hand. You stretch up to fit your hand through it before settling back down, the chains tightening on your wrists and holding you firmly in place.
I sit back and eye my handiwork for a moment. I run my eyes over your lean body stretched up on my narrow standard army issue twin bed. I look from your hands above your head to your muscled neck, now wrapped in my leather collar and fastened to the bed. You have enough movement to be comfortable, but not enough to stop me from playing with you as I please.
I pass your buzzed dark hair and your hazel eyes, your devastating dimples in your cheeks now at rest due to your serious expression as you watch me, waiting for my next move. I take my right hand and brush lightly down your arm, spreading my hand across your chest, feeling your heart already beating swiftly in anticipation. I run my hand down the middle of your chest, avoiding your nipples, and down your flat stomach, my finger tips playing with your thin line of hair trailing down to your smooth, shaved groin. I avoid your dancing cock, and run my hand over the side of your lean hips, on down your muscled thighs. I sigh to myself as I lick my lips and debate on the things I would like to do to you.
I raise to my full five foot and three inches next to the bed and run my hands over my full, 38C breasts, pinching and pulling lightly on my nipples as my eyes roam over you. I move my hands down my sides, over my stomach, and I catch the straps of my thong with my thumbs and pull them slowly down. My eyes are now locked on yours, watching you watching me as I take them off in front of you. I push them down over my rounded butt and down to my thighs to my toned calves before stepping out of them. I kick them to the side as I stand with my legs slightly spread, running my right hand idly over my naked pussy lips.