Right now, it is not the handcuffs around my wrists, binding my arms behind the chair, that I'm focusing on. Likewise, the ropes around my ankles-tied to the legs of the chair and keeping my legs spread in front of you-are not what I'm thinking about. It is not even your beautiful, smooth legs, exposed to me as you stand in front of me in just a tiny black thong, that have my attention. At the moment, all I can focus on is your fingers as you slowly undo the buttons of your white blouse, revealing a bit more cleavage with each pop.
I can see that you aren't wearing a bra, your already hard nipples straining against the thin fabric of your shirt. You lean in a little as you go, allowing me a great view of your breasts. When you get to the last button you straighten up, leaving your blouse on. I can only see the edges of your tits, your nipples not quite revealed. You look down at me, tied to the chair and naked in front of you, and smile a little coy smile. You can see from my hardening cock that you're having the desired effect.
The chair is facing your bed, and you turn away from me and climb onto it. You seem to exaggerate this action, putting your hands, and then one knee, up on the mattress. You slowly put your other knee on the bed and for a couple of moments you are on all fours in front of me, ass in the air. The view from this position, the crotch of your panties fully exposed to me, causes me to make a little moaning sound.
You turn around and face me, sitting with your knees up and your back against the wall. You close your eyes and start slowly running your hands over your body. For a while it actually seems like you've forgotten I'm there, but when both your hands go under your shirt and start playing with your breasts, you open your eyes and look right at me.
You start running your fingers down your thighs, teasing yourself (and me) by getting closer and closer to your covered pussy each time. Eventually you run a finger across the crotch of your panties, and let out a little sigh. You continue touching yourself this way for a while, stroking, but not exposing yourself. You grab the edges of your panties and pull them tight against your pussy, using the friction to pleasure yourself. You play this way for a while, a few times almost, but not quite, giving me a view of your covered lips.
Then one of your hands ventures inside. You throw your head back, letting out a moan as your other hand squeezes one of your tits. Your fingers play and tease at what I can't see as your breathing gets a little harder. You open you're your eyes again and give me a teasing smile. You pull your hand out of your panties and put your fingers in your mouth, sucking on them. Involuntarily, I let out a little grunt.
You get up off the bed, and stand facing me on the small piece of floor that separates the chair from the bed. You take off your shirt, letting it fall from your shoulders and fully exposing your breasts to me. You lean forward, pulling your arms from the sleeves, and one of your nipples is so close to my mouth that I can almost bite it. Almost, but not quite. Your shirt hits the floor.