Her sight taken from her by the black scarf allows her other senses to be heightened. Almost a whole new world is opened to her. her ears detecting even the softness of a single breath that He breaths. Her skin feels electrified and anticipating even the slightest touch. Even the fabric of her short skirt sends waves of tingling sensations through her body. She anticipates His touch, knowing that it will almost be too much to handle.
The noise from the road seems to be dulled to her, all she can focus on is Him. He continues to drive and guide her off into some unknown direction and destination. She is both excited and scared at the same time, wondering what might become of this night. His hand comes to rest gently on the bare skin of her thigh, sending wave after wave of titalating pleasure into her. A soft, almost inaudible, moan escapes from her lips. She is comforted by His touch. His fingers glide over her silky skin, swirling and twirling about her flesh. The shock of His first touch subsiding, she maintains her composure on the outside, but inside she is screaming for more.
The engine of the car purrs as they come to a stop. He exits the car quickly and closes the door behind him. She can hear His footsteps as He walks around the car. Her anticipation almost overwhelming her, she reaches for the blindfold. Not wanting to be sequestered from the world of sight, she begins to pull the blindfold off. "Nobody told you that you can take that off." He growls at her although muffled by the glass. Her hands quickly fall to her side, no wanting to incur His wrath.
She can hear the car door swing open and feels the warmth of His hand on hers. He guides her out of the car and up a couple of steps. He stops and she can hear a key jingling as He pulls it from His pocket. She hears Him as the key enters a lock and a door swings open. He takes her hand again and guides her into a room. The room is warm and comforting from the chill of the night air. She hears the door shut. She is guided further into the room when He suddenly stops her.
The soft, yet coarse fibers of the rope is the next sensation she feels. Wrapping her wrists together, securely but not overly tight. He guides her arms upward and attaches the rope to something. She can not tell to what she is anchored to. The blindfold still securely in place, but she can feel the warmth of the lamp shining down it's golden light onto her soft skin. Her nostrils are filled with the scent of leather and of His cologne as He leans towards her ear. "You are going to be a good girl and do exactly what I say." he states.
She can sense His face travelling down her body, as if kneeling before her. "Lift your leg," he says, almost barking out the command. Her leg slowly comes off the floor and she can feel His hands take hold of her high heel shoe and slip it off of her foot. His hand guides her foot back to the floor. His hands take hold of her other leg, gently lifting it. Her shoe slides off and He guides her foot back to the floor. Surpised, she feels the cool softness of the leather straps as He pulls them up her legs. Still holding the leather in His hands, He gently lifts the short skirt up. Exposing her soft naked ass and her flower to Him.
