| Blindfolded Pleasures | ||||||||
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| Without hesitation she moved from the corner where she had been standing waiting for what seemed like hours and she positioned herself carefully on the bed. Her Mistress swiftly clipped the rings of the cuffs to heavy silver coloured loops that she has specially fitted to each wooden corner post of the bed. The girl now lay there totally exposed to her mistress and made no attempt to struggle for freedom. A blindfold was placed over her eyes and in the total darkness of this sensual world, once again her remaining senses suddenly became sharper. there was a sound, something being picked up from the bedside table then a cold metallic object touched the soft skin right between her breasts, realisation crossed her face and she gasped audibly as she realised that her Mistress had in her hand scissors and in a second had cut her bra, allowing it to fall in two halves either side of her body. The girl had barely registered the shock of this in her mind when the same thing had happened to her Lacey G-string She was so very conscious of her nakedness, and blessed the security she felt from the dark world of the blindfold. For several moments the Mistress stood motionless, examining the sight before her eyes. Her property, lying helpless and vulnerable before her, the tatters of the severed lingerie adding the eroticism of the scene, and the knowledge that she could do absolutely anything she liked with this girl. be it delivering pleasure to make her scream out in ecstasy, or pain where the screams would undoubtedly be accompanied by sweet tears. And no matter which path she decided to take that day, the girl would give her body completely and thank her Mistress equally for what ever she received. The decision was totally hers and just the very though of knowing that the girl trusted her enough to hand over that amount of control, thrilled her beyond belief. The Mistress picked up her crop and moved closer to the bed, she flicked away the girls long blonde hair and stood back once again to look at the wonderful unmarked breasts, as if trying to decide if they would look more attractive as they were or marked with the red striped her cane or flogger could inflict. She idly flicked each of the girls nipples as she pondered The girl lay there in her darkness almost holding her breath and trying to keep the million butterflies in her stomach from forcing her to move. She was aware of her nipples hardening, and also very aware that her Mistress would see this without doubt. |
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