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The townhouse was on a treelined street, the kind of New York street you often saw in movies. It was picturesque, the kind of street you could raise a family on if you had tons of money. And Jake did, that much I knew. Outside of that though, I didn’t know much about the guy.
I was surprised to see him answering the door and ushering me into the house. It shocked me and set me on edge. For some reason, I had expected staff or at least that I wouldn’t be seeing him until he got off work later that day.
“I was due a vacation,” he said as if reading my mind. He closed the door behind me and I noticed how dim the room was. The blinds were drawn, but I could see that this first floor area had a very dark colorway.
I looked at him, dressed much like he had been the times I had seen him at the club, only without a jacket this time. He was wearing jeans that hugged his perfect ass and a tight white t-shirt. He looked like the kind of guy I wished I had dated in high school.
“First things first,” he said. “You’re going to have to lose your clothes.”
I looked at him, mouth agape; then remembered all that I had agreed to when I signed the legal documents. I began stripping and watched him watching me, my eyes never leaving his. As I peeled off the layers of clothing, revealing more and more of myself to him, I watched his jaw tighten. The guy wanted me right then. Of course, he did, I was a 19 year old virgin stripping to nothing in his living room. When at last I had removed my panties and stood completely naked, he smiled and nodded.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, looking me in the eyes when he did so. I had no doubt that he meant it and it made me feel funny to hear the words coming from his mouth. For the first time, I noticed that mouth. Lips full, but often pressed together tightly in thought. Here I stood naked in front of this man and he had never kissed me before. I got a little nervous wondering when that might happen and checked my emotions—why was I feeling giddy about this guy?
He moved in closer, close enough that he could touch me, but he didn’t do that. I could feel his breath on my cheek and how the proximity made my body rise to his, wanting so badly to be touched and taken. I could feel my nipples harden and poke out toward him. He noticed it too as I heard him breath in suddenly.
“I will tell you this every day,” he said softly against my ear, still not touching me. “I want you to know how lovely you are. You are extraordinarily gorgeous, Taylor, and for the next two months you are mine.”
The blindfold came first. He tied the silk around my head and the world went black.
“This is the first step. Your senses are going to be deprived. For a day or maybe two. It depends on your behavior. You will rely on me for everything, but touch will be very limited early on.”
Next, after taking me to the bathroom and letting me relieve myself, he led me to the bed where he tied me to the four posts.
“I want you to be comfortable because you will be here for a while,” he had said before he left me there. I kept waiting for him to come back and I wasn’t sure how much time passed before he finally did. When he returned it was with food that he hand fed me. At first, I found it odd, but strangely exciting. In some ways, I was j
ust glad to have him there in the room with me so that I wasn’t alone. I was naked and prone, completely exposed to him, but with the blindfold on I had no idea how he was reacting to me. Maybe not at all. This was a very new experience for me, but for Jake, it might have been something that he did often. We weren’t talking about it. I was silent other than to answer whatever questions he asked me.
“Who do you submit to, Taylor?”
“You.”
“And who am I?”
“Jake?”
“That’s fine for now. We may work on something else later.” I thought I detected the hint of a smile in his voice.
He got out a feather or something that felt like one and traced it up from my feet to my thighs, from my fingertips to my shoulders. He made circles around my breasts with the soft implement but avoided my nipples entirely. He brushed as far down as my pubic bone, but no further.
I was wet. I could feel it growing even damper between my legs and the cool air brushing against my wetness gave me a chill and I shuddered.
“I know what you want,” Jake said. “But it will have to wait.”
Blindfold still on, sometime later he took me to the bathroom again. Then he drew a bath and touching only my hand, he helped me into the water.
“I’ll be here to watch you bathe,” he said as he handed me soap and a sponge. “Do not even think about touching yourself. You will wash and that is all you will do.”
I did as I was told and when I was done he helped me out and allowed me to dry myself, before leading me back to the bed. Putting me back in my restraints, this time he took a seat beside the bed and began speaking to me in a low, husky tone.
“How much longer do you think you’ll be a virgin, Taylor?”
“As long as you want me to,” I answered. I had a feeling that I was getting the hang of this. Being totally blinded and sensory deprived was a trippy experience, but I knew a little about what his intentions were. He was attempting to drive me to want him. I wondered if he knew how little he had to do to get me there. I wanted him then, but he was going to take this to the point where I was begging for him. Where I relied on him for everything, and then once he finally touched me, I would be his. Well, little did he know I would never be his. This might be enjoyable, but no one was going to own me.
“Maybe tomorrow…maybe the next day. Do you know how difficult it is for me to resist you?”
I moaned absently.
“Yes, I know what you want.” He ran a single finger down my side as he leaned in to whisper. “Wait.”
