And I was happy to oblige you. First, I carefully covered your eyes with a silk blindfold, tying it securely behind your head and leaving you in the dark, still with no idea of my intentions. Next, I helped you take off your clothing. This wasn’t easy with the blindfold in place screwing with your balance, but still you somehow maintained your poise and made it look graceful. Then, clad only in the white lace panties you wore specially for me, I sit you down in a hard – but not uncomfortable – wooden chair. Finally, after taking a minute to admire your perfect, pale, smooth skin, I carefully guide your arms behind you, and with silk restraints, bind them securely to the back of your chair. Your breathing quickens slightly, but I notice it in the quiet stillness of the room.

Now finished, I step back to admire my handiwork and your almost-naked body in the dim lighting, my eyes lingering on the hardening shape in the front of your panties telling me that you’re enjoying this almost as much as I am. A few moments past as I’m lost in the curves of your body, your pert breasts and hard nipples, and I see you shiver in anticipation, the silence clearly not wasted on you.

I step forward now, standing behind you, placing my hands lightly on your bare shoulders. It isn’t cold in here but I can feel goosebumps under my touch. I squeeze gently, kneeling down and placing my lips on your shoulder, kissing your perfect skin from your shoulder to neck as you tilt your head away from me in a submissive gesture baring more of your neck to my attentions. My right hand makes its way down smooth flat stomach to your hardening cock, lightly caressing your length through the panties. Your perfect lips part slightly and I hear a quiet but enthusiastic gasp.

Encouraged, but still enjoying toying with your body, my left hand strokes over your chest, tracing lazy circles around your areola.