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"You are fucking amazing," I say, not caring about the breathless tone of my voice. He raises an eyebrow at me before gesturing down to his naked torso. My eyes follow his hands willingly, landing on the hardness in his pants.
"You like this?" he asks, and I bite my lips with a nod. He smirks, reaching over to grab the silk belt before stepping up to me. I almost laugh when he reaches up and loops it around my eyes, tying it tight behind my head so I can't see a thing.
Despite the obvious message, I have a feeling I'm going to like what's next too.
His touch leaves me and I let out a groan, the blindness immediately disorienting me. I sway, unable to steady myself with my hands bound and vision gone. I feel exposed and naked, exactly what he intended, I assume. The sound of furniture moving causes me to jump, my head moving in the direction of it. Shivers course through me as I wait, standing there nearly naked, waiting for his touch.
The sound comes closer until he reaches out and takes me by the arm, pulling me forward gently. I move easily at his direction, hesitating only slightly as he bends me at the waist. My whole body feels like it's vibrating, and I let out a small sound when I touch something. His hands guide my arms forward until my chest is almost flat and I realize I'm laid out over his legs.
"Seven years," he says, and despite how quiet his voice is, I hear him clearly even over the patter of rain. "Seven years you tortured me, abused me."
His hand comes up, caressing my ass lightly over the fabric of my panties. I feel myself clench in anticipation.
"One."
Smack.
"Two."
Smack.
"Three."
His hand comes down, and I bite my lip against the sting.
"Four. Five. Six."
On seven, I let out a hiss at the burn. He pauses, rubbing the cheek lightly for a second before helping me stand. My head swims a bit from bending and my butt is a bit sore. I frown lightly. Before I can open my mouth to let out a smart remark about the lightness of his so-called punishment, he pushes me over again, this time so I'm propped on the stool with my butt out.
"One," he says.
SMACK.
Something heavy and leather comes down on my ass and I let out a yelp, straightening immediately. His hands come to me immediately, holding me still. I struggle for a second before stopping. I wasn't expecting that.
"Seven years," he whispers again. "You can handle it."
I swallow deeply and feel myself nod. He kisses my cheek and I feel him smile.
"Good girl."
I feel a flush of warmth at his words as I lean over, this time braced for it.
"Two."
My teeth are clenched as he works, steady and sure. It isn't until the last one I let out a cry. My ass feels angry and red but my clit pulses with my heartbeat. Once again he comes over, lightly caressing my tender cheeks with his hand.
"Very good girl," he whispers again, a finger reaching into the fabric of my panties. My breath catches as his touch trails down, cupping my warmth in his hands. I let out a hum of pleasure and hear his own intake of breath.
"So wet for me," he mutters, "You liked that, didn’t you, little doll?"
"Yes," I moan, pressing my pussy into his hand. One of his fingers snakes out, creeping in until he presses it lightly into my waiting depths. I groan as he pushes in, relishing the sound of his breathing quicken.
“Hardly a punishment if you liked it,” he mutters, but doesn’t stop.
"I want to see you, touch you," I plead, holding out my wrists in front of me. He continues the slow and steady movements of his finger, enough to feel incredible but not enough to push me over the edge.
"Not yet," he says, leaning down to nip at my ear. I turn my head and twist my body to stand, but his free hand finds the small of my back, pressing me back down. I turn my head to hiss in his direction just as he slips another finger in and the sound changes to a moan. Without my sight, being unable to move, every touch is heightened tenfold and my skin feels alive where he touches it.
