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The great anticipation

I’m laying here trying to relax and I start thinking about you. Then I start thinking about you having me facing a big sturdy oak headboard with an iron bar at the top. My hands are tied to the bar securely with long strips of satin. I have a red silk blindfold on. My black panties are lace and high cut. My black lace bra is holding my tits up high. I have sheer black thigh highs on and red high heels. I’m resting on my knees with my back swayed in looking over my shoulder knowing that the darkness of the blindfold will only allow in the slightest bit of light. I hear your footsteps and simultaneously I feel the wetness forming in my panties and my pulse quicken. I swallow hard the abundance of saliva that has appeared unexpectedly in my hot waiting mouth. My lips part hungrily for you but instead I feel the mouth that I worship softly brush the inside of my thigh just above the lace of the stocking. My body tenses with great anticipation but you linger there alternating licking and biting my soft skin. I feel your movement in the bed beneath me. You disappear momentarily and the soft sound of jazz music fills the room. My mind is racing, we did not discuss this so I don’t know what is coming next. You whisper in my ear “baby girl, you are mine”. I moan softly because I know that means that I am safe. My pulse slows but my breathing increases as my stomach turns in somersaults. I can feel the moisture as the throbbing ensues. Your callous hands, cool and commanding smack me hard on the fleshy part of my round ass. A slight cry escapes my lips and I hear you “shhhhh baby girl it’s going to be ok”. My eyes surrender their struggle to see you and close softly. You are behind me now, I know it deep inside of me because of it’s familiarity. You are not touching me but I can feel the coolness of your body penetrating the heart from mine. You reach down and slowly grab my panties in each side and I’m surprised at your gentle touch. You run your finger along the delicate edge until you reach the moisture and heat that causes a stir in my body. You wait there for what feels like an eternity. You plunge your fingers deep inside of me and I feel a cry of pleasure riding in my throat but I obediently swallow it down. I can’t make a sound. I know what you want from me. Pure submission. I will not disobey you. Not this time.

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