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“Yellow.”
“You’re worried about the blindfold?”
“A little.”
“I think you’ll like it. It will make you focus on your other senses. What you hear, smell, and feel. When you’re more confident, I’ll take away your ability to hear and talk. But for now, you know what to do to get me to stop, and I’ll be monitoring you.”
“You won’t leave me?”
“Never. Never have I ever or would I ever leave a sub who was bound. I promise.”
His voice was firm, intense.
She nodded. “Thank you, Sir.”
“Welcome, pet.” He was smiling as he secured the blindfold over her eyes.
Oh, God, what had she gotten herself into?
He stared down at the nervous subbie tied to his bed with some amusement. Just what did she think he was going to do to her? Would she be surprised by what he had in store? He thought so.
Damn she looked good tied to his bed. He wouldn’t mind having her in his bed every night. Hmm. No real point in her moving back into the guest house now. Perhaps he could have her here every night.
Satisfaction filled him. He turned his mind back to the job at hand. He placed a condom on the mattress, then followed it up with a feather tickler, a vibrating egg, two nipple clamps, and a pinwheel. The clamps were adjustable. He didn’t intend for them to bite, but they would add a bit of pressure he thought she would find enjoyable.
He leaned over her and took one nipple into his mouth. She gasped then shuddered as he suckled on the hard nub. He drew back and picked up the nipple clamp and placed it on, tightening it slowly, watching her reaction.
“Oh, oh, what is that?” she cried out, wriggling on the bed. Not that she could get far.
“How do you address me?”
“Sorry, Sir. What is that, please, Sir?”
“It’s a nipple clamp. I’ve only put it on loosely. You’re going to love the sensation when it’s removed.” He moved to her other nipple, suckled on it, tugging at it with his teeth until she was moaning, then attached the second clamp, securing it.
By the time he was finished, she was breathing heavily and his cock was thick, his balls aching. Damn it, he needed to calm down. He moved back and grabbed the feather tickler in one hand, the pinwheel in the other.
He ran the feathers down her stomach. She tensed, obviously expecting something else then let out a shuddering breath as she felt the soft ends of the tickler. Then he ran the pinwheel down the same path. Each spike of the wheel pressed into her skin, not hard enough to leave a mark but he knew she would feel each prick. She gasped, her muscles tensing once more.
Damn, she was fun.
He ran the soft feathers over her breasts, heard her groan as she realized he was going to follow that same path with the pinwheel. He moved it lightly over her skin. The idea wasn’t to cause pain. It was about sensation and not knowing what was coming next.
He moved down to the base of the bed, this time he started with the pinwheel, running it up one thigh towards her pussy. She let out a whimper and he stopped to assess her. Skin f
lushed. Breathing fast. But no real signs of distress.
“How you doing, pet?”
“Good, Sir.”
“Good girl.” He saw the way his praise made her relax. He moved the feather tickler over her mound, watching her shudder, then he ran it down her other thigh. He moved the pinwheel back up that thigh, watching the way she clenched her hands as he reached her mound and ran it right over the top, close to her slit.
“Oh. Oh.”
He pulled her lower lips apart. “Stay very still for me now, pet.”
She froze and he had to hold back a chuckle as he very lightly ran the pinwheel over her labia. She let out a shuddering breath as he drew it back then rubbed her clit with his finger.
