Naked, she walks into the room and lies down on your mattress. You (also naked) bend over her and attach restraints from under the mattress to each of her wrists and ankles. She gently tugs on each of them, testing how much she can move them. You bend to kiss her lips, lovingly, gently, then growing more eager and kiss her harder. She gasps as you pull away from her, her eyes hooded with desire and her lips beginning to swell from you kissing her hard.
You call me into the room and I come in, barefooted, but wearing a babydoll lingerie in black lace with a tiny thong. I meet your eyes, but then can't keep my eyes off her, her breasts, her face, her bare cunt all spread open and waiting. You watch me getting turned on at the sight, knowing what you're going to ask me to do.
"Babygirl, I want to train you in how to please her. Will you do that for me?"
I take in a quick breathe and nod, still not able to tear my eyes away from her gorgeous body. "Yes, yes, I will." I manage.
"Okay," you say with a laugh in your voice. "Go on over and take a closer look."
I edge closer to the bed, staring into her eyes, asking her with my eyes if this is okay. She sighs out, looking me up and down as well, getting turned on from being under your control, but also from my eyes, wandering all over her.
"Now touch her," you order.
I reach out my hand to her arm, stretched up and out to the corner of the bed and stroke firmly downwards to her armpit.
"Good," you say, "keep going."
I repeat the motion, watching her face, biting my lip as I see her watching me. My nipples harden as she glances down at my breasts through the lace I have on and hers begin to grow sensitive watching that. I stroke once more down her arm, then tentatively down her side with the top of my hand, then to her breast, where I stop, eager to see what that feels like, but not wanting to go too fast. She strains up towards me, silently begging me to touch her there.
I move my hand to cover her nipple, cupping her breast in my hand and feeling her nipple begin to harden.
"Straddle her hips," you command.
I do, feeling the heat of her cunt against the heat of mine, as I bend down to look directly into her face. I cup her breast again, watching her eyes widen in reaction.
I slowly pinch at her nipple, then run my fingers back and forth over it. I reach for her other breast, moaning as I feel both breasts' nipples respond to this attention.
Keeping my eyes on her, I ask "may I kiss your nipples?"
"No, you may not," you reply, "not yet!" At the same time, she breathes out "yeeeesssss."
Knowing that I'm going to behave your command over hers, she sobs out, "pleeeease!"
"No, baby, wait a bit. Keep playing with her nipples."
She grinds her chest up into my hand as much as she can, wanting more pressure. I strum my finger tips over each nipple, teasing her, then just tap on the very tip of each, then pinch them between two fingers in a vee. She moans and squirms under me, now grinding her hips up into mine.
You watch us both, eager to see how turned on this makes me as well as her. My eyes are still glued to her: to her face, her lips, her neck and hair and breasts and nipples, now hard as rocks.