"Relax honey..." I say as the velvet mask slips over your eyes. I know you are still apprehensive, but I'm hoping that you can trust me enough to relax and enjoy.
I lead you into our bedroom- dimly lit by a few scant candles, burning incense and the lights from the stereo. The room has the spicy smell of your favorite incense stick, the music, even though I carefully selected a mix of slow classical music- Bach, Brahms, Beethoven, could be anything because it's so quietly low. Your steps are small and tense, your apprehension is all too apparent. I smile to myself and snatch you from your feet cradling you in my arms, a whimper of surprise escapes your lips. I carry you across the room and sit you gently on the edge of the bed. I'm hoping that you notice the attention I put into everything, the room is warm and comfortable as I peel the clothes off of you, careful not to move the blindfold. As I slide your underwear down your soft legs, you sit naked now, hands folded nervously in your lap, head canted slightly down.
"Don't look sad..." I whisper in your ear before I inhale it into my mouth. Your body searches for more of my touch, your hands caress my body unlike they do normally- more sensually now, you are really using your hands to see.
Again I scoop you up, both of us naked now, and you curl your legs tighter to me as you sense us going into the bathroom with it's narrow doorway. I slowly lower us into the steamy bath, you turned away from me. Gently, delicately, lovingly, I wash you, spreading the lather over your arms, shoulders, breasts, underarms, back, belly... as I rinse you, I notice that a considerable amount of your tension is gone.
The soft terry cloth tickles and soothes as I dry you. Once more I scoop you up and this time lay you on the bed.
All the tension returns as you feel the velvet-covered stainless steel cuff fall about your wrist. I can see the doubt pursed in your lips and eyebrows, but you reluctantly submit. I can't tell you how hard it was for me earlier, buying chains and handcuffs, the glares and snickers I got. But a few knowing smiles made it worthwhile. Carefully I adorned the vicious metal with a crushed velvet, cutting and stitching it to glove the cuff and fixing it to a chain that is secured to the bed frame. For the legs, a simpler, cheaper soft patent leather belt- which are now around each of your ankles.
I take a moment to admire my work and it's beauty. You lie in a classic spread-eagle, completely helpless and at my mercy. Your soft curves seem softer, your treasure seems more inviting... I lower my naked body over yours, kissing your forehead and then removing the blindfold. Your fear seems soothed as I smile gently at you.
Our first kiss of the evening- soft, sensual. the perfect blend of tongue and passion that only familiar lovers can share. My free hands massage your breasts and already i see you straining helplessly at your bonds. I break our embrace to kiss your ear once again, then down your neck to nibble on your collarbones. I take more time than usual kissing, licking, biting, nibbling on your neck. I want to work you into a fever pitch in anticipation for what is about to come. Lower I trail my mouth's caress, suckling at your stiffened nipples. Again and again I swirl my tongue around your areola, softening your nipple, then firmly sucking it to regain it's hardness again.
Now it's time, I trail my kisses to your belly, then to the insides of your thighs. I can already see your excitement glistening on your slit, intoxicating me with your lovely scent. It taxes all of my self-control not to just take you right here, right now; but tonight is for you. I take a deep breath to reinforce my resolve.
My last kiss on the inside of your thigh, with you wiggling in anticipation and frustration. Slowly, I stick my tongue out as far as it will go, then I lightly touch the very outer fold of you. The shock vibrates through your body and into the bed. Passionately and painfully slow, I close my mouth around your inviting pussy, then I dance my tongue the way that I know you like it, pulling your folds into my mouth and then lightly squeezing them with my tongue. I run my tongue up the top of your slit, and swirl my tongue around your clit. Your pleasure and relief was probably heard by the people stories below on the street- if not then definitely by all of our neighbors.
