Let me describe the scene as best as I can. The first thing one would notice is the soft music playing in the background. Think more like soft romance versus Barry White or top forty. It's playing at a soft level. One can also see that the lights are off. The only light is coming from some strategically placed candles we have spaced around the room.
One would then notice the headboard of the bed. There is the extrusion I mounted a while ago. But nothing is hanging from it. That's because if one moves towards the left, they will notice two sets of cuffs that are attached to the pickets of the headboard. When one follows the chain, they will see two manicured hands secured. Follow her gorgeous arms and you will see her head on a pillow with her eyes covered by a blindfold.
One would then notice her beautiful lips open. The sound heard over the music is her moaning for me. This sound is one of the most intoxicating sounds to me. As the view drifts down her body, one would notice the wetness between her breasts. This would be from the ice cubes I used on her earlier as I was getting her ready for the pleasure I would torture her with. A quick glance over would show her nipples fully erect as well with the tell-tale rosy hue indicating my lips were already there.
They are marvelous, aren't they?
As the view pans down towards her waist, one would notice that I am using her favorite toys to stimulate her. Her knees are flexed as the view pans down to her ankles, which have been cuffed for the sake of payback. Her pedicured toes are curled by this moment.
I guess an explanation is in order. It's simple really.
It was mid afternoon and we spent it at the pool next door. It was during our swim we started to embrace a bit and we started making out a bit more passionately. As we ascended the ladder out of the pool, I noticed in the sunlight the all-over tan Marcie had been working on. I love her skin. With her beauty regiment, it is always soft to the touch. Now, the pigment of her skin does not betray any sign of tan lines. We started making out more in the lounge chairs without any clothing on by this time.
It was when my hand wrapped around her throat that she whispered how much she missed the kinkier stuff. It was then I remembered all the bratty things she was guilty of as of late. She used the ankle cuffs on me during that lost poker game a while back. She also fibbed about the cords I left in my box. It did turn out Aubrey did used them for a clothesline. It felt like payback was in order.
I guided my baby over my knees and began to tease her while spanking her tanned behind. She started wiggling her rear a bit more before I slid two fingers inside her quivering box. Her moans were a bit louder before I spanked her a few more times.
"Are you going to be a good girl?" I asked.
"Yes, sir," she responded.
"Should we get dressed and go back to our place? Or would you rather I punish you right here?"
She wisely chose our place. Based on the one time she was tanning when Aubrey came home, it was probably a good decision. We slipped on our swimsuits and wrapped in towels before we headed back next door. It was as we walked in when she turned towards me. Her hands were behind her back. Her eyes looked at me with a pleading look.
"Permission to speak freely, Master?"
I nodded my head.
"It's been a while since we did this. How evil are you imagining right now?"
I smiled.
"How much are you willing to allow me to do?"
"I don't know to be honest. We've been doing so much of the romantic stuff lately that I had forgotten what I like and don't like."
"I will take care of you tonight, Sweetheart. Consider it an omakase of sorts."
"What's that?"
"Think of when you allow the person cooking for you to just create before you just eat. I think I have a pretty good idea of what you like."
She took a deep breath. She then slipped within my grasp before leaning up for a deep kiss.
"I am trusting you, Leo."
She started to undo her bikini top before she looked at me.
