Restrained to the bed and blindfolded – a dream come true. Warm hands searched my body. A light feather tickled my skin.
His hand came down hard on my clit. I pulled against the restraints at my wrists.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Screams turned to whimpers. I felt His fingers against my cunt. Mewling sounds turned to guttural sounds.
“You can come, pet.”
Within moments, juices poured from my body. My hips bucked, my head thrashed from side to side.
I knew that sound. The wand – a medieval torture device masquerading as a sex toy. My body tensed, involuntarily, anticipating the hot jolt to my clit.
I squeaked when I felt it on my pussy. He moved it up and down my labia, finally stopping to press into my clit. Sweat covered my body.
“Yes, pet, you can cum, as often and as hard as you need to.”
His fingers pinched my nipple, and as I came, my body jack-knifed up, pulling against the restraints. My back arched into a bow, the top of my head on the bed. I squirted and soaked through the towel under my ass. My muscles were locked tight until I heard, “Relax, pet, just relax.”
I began to whimper. The blindfold had slipped as I writhed on the bed. I didn’t want the light. I craved the darkness instead, the mystery, the loss of control.
A few moments passed and the blindfold was removed. The light overpowered my senses. He freed me from the restraints. Still splayed on the bed, open and waiting, I wondered what was next…