Cuddles 3

The bedroom door creeks open, but you don't open your eyes yet.

Not that it would matter if you did.

After all, the blindfold is still on.

Just the way she likes it.

So you lay there on the bed and you listen, the footfalls of her soft, dainty soles on the floor music to your ears as they slowly approach you.

A groan slips out from your lips and, quiet as it was, you know she heard it. She knows how much you love her feet, how much you'd love to worship them, and maybe one day she'll let you.

But not tonight.

Her footsteps grow closer, followed by the flicking of the nearby light switch.

She's so close now, you can feel the heat from her body, smell her sweet scent. You want to reach out and touch her but don't dare do so without permission.

Another groan from you, followed by a giggle from her.

The blindfold is slowly slipped off your face, suddenly bathing you in the bright light of the bedroom. So overpowering that it takes you nearly a minute to get your bearings, let alone be able to see her at long last. But you are so happy when you finally do.

She's as beautiful as ever, made extra cute by the glasses on her face. To most, she'd look innocent, but to those lucky enough to serve her, they know the truth. Beneath those sweet eyes lies a wicked and naughty Mistress the likes of which few had ever seen.

Wearing little more than a thin pink silken nightgown, she smiles down at you and drinks in the sight of your continued submission.

Without a word, she checks the restraints around the bed- the ones meant to keep your wrists and ankles tied tightly to the four corners. She begins to attach them, taking her time, knowing how much you enjoy it. The result is always the same, yet it sends shivers down your spine every time.

As she finishes up, she takes a step back to look over her handiwork. Your naked body lay there for all to see, and your eager cock slowly beginning to rise to the occasion simply from being in the presence of your beloved Mistress once more.

Satisfied you aren't going anywhere without her permission, your Mistress takes a seat beside you on the bed, her eyes running along the length of your body, taking you in and likely thinking of all the delicious things she could do to you tonight.

You're doing the very same- the thin gown she's wearing gives you the briefest glimpse of her body, bare naked beneath the fabric. Her big, beautiful breasts so close yet so far, and your mouth instinctively watering at the thought of taking one of them into your mouth and sucking it.

Something else she knows you'd give anything to do, yet which she has withheld for so long.

She notices you staring and, with a smirk, gently opens the front of the gown, allowing you to gaze upon her chest in all its glory.

Her arm reaches around you, just as it has on countless nights like this one, and slowly brings you closer to her and her body.

The moment you feel her soft skin against yours you shiver, and as her breast just barely grazes your face, you groan.

A smile crosses her lips, and she shifts her position just a little bit so as to make sure her chest and your head are as close as they can be without her outright smothering you.

She could easily do that, and you'd love it if she did, but that isn't what she has in mind.

Your Mistress has many different slaves, each one perfectly suited to one task or another. Some rub and worship her feet, and you are endlessly jealous of them. Some she bends over and pegs or spanks, and some nights you are envious of them as well. Some clean and cook for her, others pleasure her sweet pussy while their cocks are locked away. But you are not one of them.

You have a much different task.

You're her teddy bear.

Whenever she wants, Mistress will slip in and snuggle with you, her warm body pressed against yours. Sometimes she'll drape the blanket over you both and simply cuddle for hours. Other nights, when she's feeling especially naughty, she'll pull you close enough to feel her soft breasts against your face and her warm pussy against your desperate cock, but not allow you to do anything about it.

And still others, she'll tease you endlessly.

Tonight seems to be the latter.

As you cuddle with her, your Mistress's free hand makes its way to your crotch, and though you are focused on the breasts so close to your face as well as the body pressed against yours, the moment her fingers wrap gently around your flaccid member, you practically melt into the bed.

Slowly, her hand begins to stroke the length of your cock, bringing it to life a little bit at a time. She takes her time, and as your face presses closer to her soft breast you groan against them, much to her enjoyment.

A little faster now, her hand moving across your now hard member, yet still slow enough for you to know she has no intention of allowing you any release tonight. You're used to this, but every once in a while, you hope that tonight will be different. That tonight will be the night she finally lets you cum.

Slowing down, she lets go and reaches for the blanket instead, covering you both and wrapping you in a tight embrace, your hard cock slipping between her soft thighs yet denied contact with her already wet cunt.

Your face nestles in the crook of her neck, and you feel a sense of peace. A sense of safety. Teased and denied of course, yet safe. You know your Mistress loves and cares for you, and you love and care for her.

She plants a kiss on the top of your head and pulls you close, your bodies pressed against one another as you both begin to cuddle in earnest.

It won't be long before you both fall asleep. And it will be the best sleep either of you will have for a while. You lying there beside your beloved Mistress.

And she beside her personal teddy bear.