You come in from work and we sit to eat. After dinner, you tell me that you are quite weary and want to take a nice long bath. As a good husband, I run it for you, nice and warm and deep with scented bubbles to ease your aching muscles.
After an hour or so, you emerge from the bathroom and come into the bedroom to dry off and dress. As you enter, you notice the room is lit by many candles, all giving off a sensual, spiced scent. Looking a little confused, you move round the room and grab some underwear.
"Stop" you hear me say. "Go into the bottom drawer and put on what you find. Don't speak, or question, just do."
You open the drawer and pull out a black and pink Basque, very sexy, very feminine and very you! It has matching knickers and a pair of very sheer holdup stockings.
"Tonight, you will be my plaything. I am going to use your body to please not only myself but you also. The safe word is "Purple". Say it three times in a row and I will stop what I am doing. Do you understand?"
"Yes" you whisper gently but with a tinge of apprehension in your voice.
"When you are dressed, I want you to come down stairs. I will be waiting."
You come downstairs and the room is very warm, softly lit and scented. I watch you enter in the underwear and I feel my cock stiffen slightly at the sight. Your white skin against the black, the way your large breasts are barely contained by the cups, the way your bottom curves under the fabric of the knickers.
I stand and take you by the hand and move you into the centre of the room. I place both hands behind your back and tie them gently with scarves, checking they are not too tight, I ever so gently blindfold you with another. Stepping away from you, I can see you breathing slightly heavily and your cheeks appear flushed...
I stand and admire you before silently slipping off my robe and moving towards you. I blow gently on the back of your neck to move your long blonde hair off it and place rabbit kisses across your neck and shoulders. Your skin rises up in goose bumps and you moan softly at the caress of my lips against your skin. I move round you without touching you apart from the occasional brush of my lips or fingertips.
"Will you submit yourself to me, Samantha?" I ask gently.
You nod in compliance but I want more from you
"Tell me your answer" I demand quietly yet firmly.
"Yes" you reply.
I smile and leave you alone in the room for a moment. I return and you hear me move round you. I pull the front of your knickers down just a little and you feel a small hard object being placed against the folds of your smoothly waxed and now slightly wet pussy. I pull your knickers back up and move around to your back. You feel something light and soft running its way over your skin. It takes you a few moments to realise it is a small bunch of feathers gently tracing ther way over your soft skin. I work my way around your whole body from the tops of your feet, up your silken thighs and round bottom, down your arms and around your kissable neck. The touch of your feathers have excited you so much, I can see that your knickers are getting a little damp. I smile and you feel an intense vibration from the egg in your knickers. Your knees buckle slightly and a gasp escapes your lips. As quick as it starts, it is over and you regain your posture.
I turn it on again and watch you buckle again. I do so love seeing the look of pleasure in your face.
"Now Samantha. You will now have realised that I have left a small gift in your knickers. I have the control and I will turn it on as and when I want too. You got level one and it goes to level five. I aim to make your body explode with pleasure and to do that I need you to let go of any fears you may have right now. I will not hurt you, degrade you or otherwise make this experience unpleasant, of that I promise. Do you understand what I have said and are you willing to proceed?"
"Yes" is your quick reply.
I come before you and undo the upper laces of the Basque, allowing your breasts more freedom. Cupping each one gently, I extract them from the cups leaving them exposed and heaving. My hands gently wander over their form, lightly rubbing my palm over your hard nipples. I grab an ice cube from the conveniently placed bowl and use it to circle your nipples in turn. You can feel them harden further with the cold and just when you think it will be too much, my hot mouth envelopes it, warming them gently, my tongue flicking over each hardened bud. I take as much of your breast into my mouth as I can and turn on the egg. Bolts of vibration shoot through your dripping pussy and your body shakes. I leave it on for a few seconds almost to the point where I think you might cum then shut it off.
I can almost hear your voice in your head calling me a bastard for not allowing you the release you crave but I am not ready to allow you that yet.
"Now Samantha, we could play like this for hours but I know you want more. I'm going to start getting you ready to receive me. Do you want this? Would you like to feel me inside you, stroking deep into you and feeling you pressed against me?"
I breathe into your ear. I can see that you are biting your lip and that tells me you want this but I need to hear you speak the words.
"Yes, I want you in me, please, no more teasing"
You breathe with such eroticism in your voice it alone makes me harder.
I kiss your neck, under your ears and around your ear lobes with passion; I place my hand gently to the side of your face and allow it to feel your soft skin under its rough touch. As I kiss you, I turn the egg onto three and you almost fall to the ground. The combination of my kisses, skin on skin contact and the buzzing in your knickers makes you cum slightly and I feel your body shake with the exertion.
