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“Yes, but …”
“Removing your vision heightens your other senses. Can you not hear better? Smell better? Imagine how much more you will shortly be able to feel. This way. You need have no fear. I will guide you.”
He takes me from the room, leading me along the corridor and then onto a set of steps. I know where we’re going. Down to his basement. I take the stairs slowly, his hand in mine, guiding me down.
When we reach the bottom, he lifts me up, carrying me into one of the rooms. But which one?
He starts to undress me, the movement intense without me being able to see. As each item of clothing slips from my body, I find my arousal growing. Is he looking at me with that hunger in his eyes? I can’t tell. All I know is that I don’t want to think about my doubts at the moment. I can tell myself this means he has decided we can make this work despite what his father said. I hope so with all my heart.
Once I’m naked, and I don’t feel anywhere near as tense as last time I was nude in front of him, he lowers me onto the soft sheets of his bed.
“Keep still,” he says, stretching my arms and legs until I’m in the shape of an X. He binds my wrists in place with more silk, tying them not too tightly but firmly enough that I cannot move without him letting me.
He does the same to my ankles while I try to keep control of my breathing.
“Good girl,” he says as I feel the tip of a soft feather sliding across the front of my neck. “See how intense things feel when you can neither see nor move. You are the object of my desire right now. You are in place so I can worship your body. This is because you have submitted to me. I decide what happens to you now.”
“And what are you going to do to me?”
“Take you to heaven.” His voice is soft, right in my ear. He kisses me lightly before moving the feather over my skin. As it slides over my nipples, I feel them hardening, aching for more solid touch.
I tug at the bonds holding me in place. Fear ripples through me along with desire. I am in his power. I have to trust that he will do nothing bad to me. He is a violent man. A killer. He has made clear that he has reached his goal. He has no need for me. He could do anything to me right now and I could not hope to stop him.
The feather is replaced by a silk scarf, slipping over my legs, my ankles, back up my thighs, brushing my pussy.
“I think I will fuck your ass tonight,” he says, sending a shiver down my spine. “Would you like that?”
“I don’t know,” I say. “Won’t it hurt?”
“Not if we do it right. The plug doesn’t hurt, does it?”
“Not anymore.”
“It will be like that but a deeper sensation. A way of claiming the last hidden part of you, making you entirely mine. Do you want to be mine?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Good, because you are going to give me children, Ophelia. You are going to be raise a family with me. You will come off the pill and we will try for a child at once.”
“Seriously?”
His tongue flicks over my nipples, making me gasp at the sensation. “You have changed me, Ophelia. You make me want something I never wanted before. You make me want to be close to you, to know you, to learn about you, to spend a lifetime with you. I’m obsessed with you. I cannot get enough of this body of yours, this mind of yours. This soul that is so light and free and makes me want to be a different person.”
His words are noble. His actions are anything but. As he speaks, he slips his cock into my mouth. I didn’t even hear him undress. He must have removed his clothes while talking. His shaft is throbbing with heat as it pushes to the back of my throat. I can’t see it. I can only feel it, imagining him straddling my chest, the bulk of him on my body, pressing me down into the mattress.
He thrusts but only a few times, leaving me gasping for breath as he pulls out and immediately licks between my legs again, finding my clit, bringing it the relief it’s been craving ever since the plug slid into my ass.
“I will not untie you until you come for me,” he says, plunging a finger deep into me. “I want to see your body climaxing in front of me.”
“I will. Just don’t stop what you’re doing.”
His hand remains by my pussy, one finger inside, thrusting back and forth. His tongue sends waves of joy through me as it circles my clit. His movements are exactly what I need. Already he knows my body better than I know it myself.
The plug in my ass makes the sensations all the stronger. I think of him fucking me in there and I shudder. I can hardly believe this is me, tied down, blindfolded, grinding onto his face as my climax gets ever closer, a plug in my ass making me feel dirty yet glorious, a sensation I’ve felt many times since first meeting him.
“I’m going to come,” I tell him as I get close to the edge.
“Do it for me,” he replies, his tongue moving a little faster, a little more pressure on me. It’s just enough to do it. I groan and then it hits me. A climax that makes me fight the bonds holding me in place. It’s somehow stronger for not being able to see him down there.
