I am waiting for you, standing in the middle of a room naked, wearing only my black blindfold. I am standing as you directed, with my legs spread and my feet apart, my hands are clasped behind my back.
The cool breeze from the open windows and doors caresses my body, making my nipples harden and my pussy dampens as the blowing air tickles the lips and makes the clit harden. Not being able to see heightens these sensations, making more erotically charged, desperate to serve your sexual desires.
I hear light footsteps approaching towards me, but say nothing, following your directions to stay quiet and to speak when you allow me to, to heighten the experience you have planned for me.
I sense your presence somewhere in the room, and feel my pussy tingling, getting wetter with anticipation. I feel something starting to stroke the inside of my thigh, my mind reels wondering if it is your cropβbut no, it is soft and fuzzy feeling. I feel it tracing a pathway from the inside of my thigh, to my clit, then to my stomach, nipples, chin then cheeks, I then feel my nose being tickled with this object. I smile.
Suddenly I feel something very wet and cold being dropped on my breasts, I shudder and feel my nipples harden as the ice is rubbed against them, then I gasp as I feel your lips on my nipple and then the sudden warmth of your mouth and tongue as you start sucking and nipping.
You pull away slightly, letting the nipple out of your mouth. I feel the ice being reapplied to the other nipple, and then feel your warm breath against my breast as you start to draw the other nipple into your mouth.
I relax against you a bit, only to be jolted by sudden coldness being pressed into my vagina, I gasp, moan and start thrusting my hips towards your hand with the ice as the suddenness of this sensation starts my body to orgasm, you whisper into my ear, "cum my sweet little slut, cum", I rock hard against your hand feeling the orgasm overtake my entire being, radiating from where you placed the ice outward throughout my body, I shudder and gasp repeatedly rocking against your wonderful hand.
You whisper for me to open my mouth, and I feel you inserting a finger drenched with my wetness. I greedily lick and suck your finger clean, marveling at the taste of my own juices.
You gently guide me to a chair, and have me sit down. You place each leg against one of the chair legs, and tell me to keep my arms behind me, as you gently push me back into the chair.
You tell me not to move, and then I hear you leave the room for what seems like an eternity.