The evening is silent as she lays in bed the sheets moving along stilled frame the cool touch of the evening breeze gliding across bared shoulders. As she smiles letting the simple sound of a sigh escape slightly parted lips not seeing nor hearing the man who has entered her room, his steady gaze drinking in her peacefully slumbering form. The steps he takes are quiet and stealthy as was the way he entered her room even strides carrying him with ease to her bedside.
Once there, he looks her over admiring how she can sleep so soundly without hearing a thing until it's too late but tonight is something he had been planning for a while now, and in planning, he is giving her what she wants. His hands reaching into his pants pockets easily retrieving one of the many tools he plans to use this evening on his slightly willing victim; his right hand reaching into his pocket pulling out a blind fold, as his left reaches pulls out two wrist restraints. Since he knows his victim well, this is all he will need his hands moving quickly to place the restraints on her knowing this part isn't the part that will wake her.
When her wrists are secured, he places the blind fold over her eyes the motion doing exactly what he intended for it to do. She begins to stir first she tries to open her eyes and realizes all she can see is darkness as she then jerks against the wrist restraints. Her body frozen into place as she realizes she isn't alone in her room tonight someone is there and she can hear his breathing.
To him this is all game a test to see how well he has trained her thus far, and how much she trusts him even if she isn't sure it is him. As he moves away from the bed, he doesn't say a word but knows right now that her mind is going a mile a minute as she tries to figure out who has her and what will happen. He once again looks at her...so helpless and so easily to pluck when he is ready to do so his fingertips reaching out and moving slowly along her jaw line. As he hears the breath halt then start back in her, a smile coming across his face since tonight will be the night he finds out how much she trusts in him. Her senses beginning to swim as the touch of his hand catches her off guard.
She inhales the scent of his cologne, but not yet really recognize it. In her heart, she is hoping whoever is doing this to her is the one man she hopes it is. And that this is all a test allowing her mind to focus on the touch, his fingertips move away from her jaw dipping to graze against her exposed throat. His fingertips sweeping against the thrumming beat of her pulse the sensation something she could of only thought of in her dreams. Her breathing coming out in even inhales and exhales as his fingertips continue to roam gliding smoothly along her sides making her shudder a little from the touch the difficult task of keeping herself still becoming a bit harder.
She then feels him remove the sheets that were concealing her body from him hearing the unmistakable "Tisk, tisk" Leave his lips. Biting down softly on her lower lip knowing exactly why that sound was made as she hears his steps leave the bed his foot falls heavy but even. As she hears the sound of his return coming directly back to the bed laying there as she wonders what he left to get and has come back with.
Her question is answered as she feels the touch of a sharp blade against her thigh, the cold metal scraping, trailing with nerve shattering ease along the tender flesh of her thigh. Stopping the blade just at her hip easily slipping the blade under the waistband and in one swift jerk, the panties were cut. Her lungs inhale a sharp breath as she feels her panties partially fall away realizing that now, she is in trouble. But her heart keeps telling her to relax and not to freak out as her mind is telling her to do. His weight coming onto the bed as he leans over taking the blade and placing it under the waist band on the other hip, another swift jerk and that side is cut as well. Now, the issue of the panties she shouldn't have worn is no longer a problem.
As the panties are pulled away from her body, a groan escapes her lips, but she keeps listening to that voice in her heart this time it's telling her that whoever is doing this is someone who knows her and knows her very well.
Before she can really debate it with herself anymore, she feels his weight come back onto the bed this time situating himself behind her. His hands grasping her hips as he lifts then into position hearing the whimper come from her knowing if she could see him she would see the smile on his face. Biting down once again on her bottom lip as she feels his fingers begin to probe at her tight entrance, sticking one finger in then another and one more as he starts to move them slowly at first then faster. Her hips jerk spasmodically as each thrust goes in the familiar wave of pleasure beginning to start slowly lapping at her body, moaning in deliriousness as his fingers continue to work on her. A barely audible squeak of disappointment leaving her as his fingers pull away, as she strains her ears to listen hearing him 'Mmmming' a little.
Tasting her on his fingers as another smile comes across his face realizing all that reaction she has is because of him, not being able to resist as he leans forward dropping his head down a little ways. The touch of his tongue shocking her as she begins to wiggle against it his hand coming up and landing a solid slap against her ass her first clue to stop moving it works her body goes back to remaining still. His tongue licking a torturous trail to her clit, tasting her, as her hands grip the restraints. The flicking of his tongue against her clit sending her closer and closer to the edge hearing her breathing become less even as every nerve within her body seems to ignite and all she wants to do is beg for the release that is building up within her but can't manage to find the words.
