You are stopped by a gentle hand on your face, caressing your cheek, and then a finger sliding along your lips. " You look better than i could have imagined pet, and black suits you very well" You hear as you feel a hand slightly lift at your breast from underneath. He lets it fall, and you sigh, anxious for more attention than he has given you. He puts his hands on your shoulders and slides the bra straps down to your elbows, and back up to your neck, holding your face in his hands, and kisses you, gently, as your lips part your tongues meet, and the tingling between your legs grow, but before long he pulled away quickly, leaving your mouth agape and longing. You feel the tugging on your neck and follow, he stops you about ten feet away and leads you to sit on a bed. "Give me your arms", he says as you feel him firmly grasp your wrists and lash a rope around them. He pushes gently against your shoulders, and leads you to lay on the bed, and you feel a slight pulling against your wrists as the rope is tightened. You feel his hands on your upper thighs, as he pushes your legs apart as he slides his hands to your inner thighs and down your legs to your ankles. He ties a rope to each and you feel a pull as they are lashed to the bed posts. He grasps your ankles again, and moves his hands up leaving only his finger tips touching your skin, and slides them up your lower legs, and to your inner thighs, where he stops just short of your sex, and caresses one finger on each side over your panties, up, and down. You squirm at his touch, lavishing in the first touch that you have received there all week.
You feel the bed shake slightly as his presence looms over you. " Have you done as I asked all week my pet." You nod and bite your lip. "Good" He moves his head down and kisses your neck, sucks slightly, and parts his lips allowing his tongue to caress your skin. He continues this down to your collar bone and to the spot between your breasts, and stops. You wore a bra that clasps in the front, perfect for the occasion, and he quickly unclasps it and your breasts fall free, exposed to the colder air they become harder than they were already. As he does this, he pull his knee that was resting between your legs up father, pushing against your sex, and begins to grind it into you.
At this your eyes close, and your head tips, before he caresses your right breast and then squeezes it, keeping a firm grasp, while letting it slowly slip away, until he is only holding your nipple. Firmly he rolls it between his fingers before releasing it, and continuing his circular motions with his knee. He lowers his head to your breast and flicks the tip of his tongue over your nipple, before bringing his tongue back down, just barely grazing it. You pull at your restraints attempting to make more contact with his tongue, but to no avail, the ropes allow almost no movement. He continues teasing you with his tongue, as a slight moan escapes your lips. At this his hand moves down your stomach, and down your inner thigh. You feel one of his fingers push under the side of your panties, and pull up and inwards slightly, before doing the same to the other side, before pulling them between your nether lips gently. Finally, when you feel as though you might burst with anticipation, he circles your nipple with his tongue and takes it into his mouth, while pulling the now bunched panties up into you.
If you had no blindfold on you would not have been able to see anything anyway, as your eyes close and your back arches, feeling the dampened fabric pulled up into your wetness. He stops pulling and moves two fingers down, one on each side of the fabric, and slowly moves up and down your exposed lips, while he continues to suckle on your nipple, and circle it with his tongue. He brings both of his hands to caress your breasts, squeezing them and pushing them together slightly, before moving down your sides, and kissing down your stomach, paying special attention to your belly button, circling it with his tongue, before continuing further downwards. You feel him draw closer to your sex, when he stops. You whimper slightly at this.