She felt a chill run up her spine as she is led blindfolded into their playroom. What did he have in store for her? What new surprises would he spring? All these thoughts ran through her mind, quickening her breath even as the tight corset around her waist restricted her breathing. If she had been wearing panties they would have been soaked through. But since her thong had been removed at the time the hand cuffs were applied her wetness was left to drip from her lips, leaving her pussy exquisitely chill from the cool air. Nearly tripping in her heels she hears his chuckle at her helplessness. Knowing that she cannot see and has less than perfect balance, he holds her by the waist and slowly leads her across the room. Feeling his breath on her neck, she revels in the touch of this man she has come to love and trust. Every time before had left her both exhausted and sated, and she knew this time would be no different.
As his hands maneuver her around the room, she could sense herself standing in the very middle. Sight blocked by the blindfold, hands cuffed in front of her, naked except the tight corset, she feels him come around to stand in front of her. Raising her chin he kisses her deep and hard, she responding in kind as her passion builds from deep within. Pulling back he holds her still by the hair.
She can see his devilish grin in her mind's eye as he grabs her hair hard, eliciting a moan from deep in her throat. She purrs at him, the smell of her soaked womanhood filling the room. His hands use the chain between her cuffs to pull her wrists upward, her arms stretched tight overhead. With a loud click she feels him retreat, her cuffs tightly secured to the ceiling above, her body held up right by her wrists, teetering on her high heels. She breathes quick and shallow as the room goes quiet, her head spinning as she's left stretched from the ceiling. WHACK!! A hard, sharp sting connects with her bare ass, the leather paddle making her swing forward in her bonds.