How I loved to be tied and blindfolded. There was nothing like it. Being tied was great, but the best part of it all was the blindfold. To not know what's gonna happen until it happens. Just to feel it as it happens. When you cut off one sense the others get more sharpen.
To trust someone that much. After all, anything can happen when your tied. You have no way of preventing it. Your at another's mercy. Which makes it more the fun. Most people think a lot of pain is involved. Yes, some people are into that, but not all of us. Me, I like the erotic side of being tied. Mild pain is good, after all some pain is pleasure, but not hard pain. A mild spanking gets me going all the time that's for sure.
My lover knew how much I trusted him. He knew what got me going, what got me hot. He knew he could do just about anything to me while I was tied and blindfolded (within reason). He knew what toys to use, and where. He also knew I liked it best when he made no noise.
I was tied to his bed. Spread eagle on my back, and blindfolded. I must have been laying there for about 10 minutes without feeling or hearing anything. My body was squirming, pulling at the ties that bind me. This made it more the erotic. I knew he was there watching me, watching my every move. This made me wet.
I felt a gentle touch of a feather on my skin. Just lightly on my face. Trailing over my face to my neck and down my body. Barely feeling it on my hardening nipple. Then onto the other nipple. I knew he was using the tip of the feather, I could feel it at a point. He kept touching one nipple then the other with the feather. He was taking his time and going slowly.
He then moved the feather down lower on my body, down my stomach and onto my inner thighs. Up and down, driving me crazy. He gently put the feather to my outer pussy lips. Down one side and then up the other. Over and over again. Then he stopped.
I heard him leave the room. He came back a few minutes later, it felt like hours to me. He sat on the bed. I felt cold drops of water on my hot skin. Slow drips right down the middle of my chest. Then I felt ice cubes on my hard nipples. I gasped, not expecting this at all. First to be so hot, then to feel the cold wetness. He was rubbing the cold ice on my body. I was shaking.