Sweet torture

I walk in the room and you blindfold me, lead me to the bed, and tell me to strip. I slowly remove my shirt. As I lift it over my head I feel you reach out, put your hands in my bra and pinch my nipples, hard. I suck in my breath, shuddering, hands holding my shirt over my face, and I wait. You then move away and I know I am supposed to continue. I remove the shirt and toss it aside.

I unzip my skirt, shimmy it down across my hips, down to my ankles, and kick it off. I reach back and unhook my bra and drop it on the floor, freeing my breasts. My nipples stand up full and proud, chilled by the air and tense with arousal. I kick off my high heels, then pull down my panties. You take them from me and shove them in my mouth. You then push me backwards until I reach the bed, then you hold my shoulders and push me back on the bed.

“Up.” You command.

I wiggle up on the bed until I’m lying in the center. I feel your reach out and grab my left ankle, pulling it to the corner as you tie it to the railing. You then repeat with my right ankle, then move to repeat the same with my arms. I’m bound with soft silk, not painful, but too tight to move. I feel you in the room but I can not see or hear you. I’m naked, blindfolded, tied open, and gagged with my panties. Waiting for what comes next.

Suddenly I feel you biting my right nipple. Hard. Then you stop and slowly lap it with your tongue, soothing the pain. Then you’re gone…

Only to reappear on the other side. This time you pinch my nipple, squeezing and twisting. You then massage both my breasts with your palms as you lean over me.

You whisper in my ear, “I’m going to make you scream for me like you never have before.”

I suck my breath in and suddenly the panties are pulled from my mouth. You kiss me, hard, shoving your tongue in my mouth.