The Blindfold

She was content on her knees where he guided her, for in the moments just prior he allayed her sense of sight with his favorite silk blindfold. His hope, and ultimately, his desire was for her other senses to become heightened, and the pleasure he intended to grant her would be that of a most salacious affair. She did not know exactly why, however, he positioned her knees wider than normal at nearly a 90 degree angle and had her rest her buttocks atop her heels.

“Do you trust me?” He asked and immediately, because she did, she responded “Yes Sir, I trust you.” “You will be used tonight, do you understand?” Again, immediately she responded, “Yes Sir, I understand.” “I want you to know, I may use you tonight, however, someone else is here as well. Someone else who may use you in any way that I allow. I have given him exact permissions, guidelines he must follow; nothing more, nothing less. You will not know who is using you. Do you still understand?” “Yes Sir, I understand. In every way I am yours, please bestow upon me your will.”

He prolonged the silence after her response to appreciate the heaviness that this meeting guaranteed. He had yet to share her with another, especially in his presence. He would often vacillate between the fantasy of using her himself, or loaning her to another he deemed worthy while becoming a voyeur in the shadows.

She heard bare footsteps against the hardwood floor and her heart began to hasten. She felt the presence of someone just in front of her and inhaled deeply to calm her nerves. Her lovers cologne enveloped her and she relaxed into the smell, as if the fragrance were a pair of strong arms shrouding her in safety. He drew her face to him as his hand cradled her delicate chin. His thumb grazed her lips as he surveyed her body like a new land his manifest destiny promised was his to inherit.

His thumb pushed past her lips into her mouth as if this were the most important expedition. She began to suck, excitedly so, aiming to spend every second of this encounter satisfying his appetite for lust. He withdrew his thumb and she heard the tinkling of metal. Before she could determine what the sound belonged to, he was installing a ring gag in her mouth. His fingers nimbly traced the leather straps and fastened them with the buckle on the back of her head. Almost simultaneously, she felt her hands and arms being pulled behind her back as robust leather cuffs were added to both wrists and ankles by another set of hands. ‘This is the other man!’ She thought to herself, and she was flooded with nervous excitement. He proceeded to secure her new adornments to the iron ring in the playroom floor, anchoring her, allowing little to no movement.

With both sets of hands forsaking her, she sat in the quiet, seemingly alone, as her mind began racing and considering potential outcomes. Minutes crept past, the time mocking her as she heard every tick of the hands on the clock. The ring gag was already fulfilling its purpose quickly and causing saliva to accumulate and spill onto her chin and neck. Once again a thumb grazed her lips, though somehow, this time felt different. Then, without warning, a cock made acquaintance with her mouth. He was slow at first, allowing his member to slide over her tongue, allowing him to savor the sensation. Soon enough, he quickened the pace and was rapping the back of her throat in a rhythmic tempo. As he pulled her mouth onto himself and then withdrew, she could feel the strain on her shoulders and hips from her anchored limbs. It was a dull pain she took delight in experiencing. One of the men examined her pussy and discovered just how much she was raptured in the experience. She was extremely wet and the man knew she was covetting every ounce of pleasure they would permit.

The hands that were examining her womb, gifted her a wand and she gasped instantly. Due to the way he positioned her knees earlier, there was just enough space between her body and the floor for him to wedge the device against her clit. The lips of her womanhood claimed the vibrating head, and she could not escape its unrelenting pulse. The cock in her mouth began claiming her with more force, rocking her back and forth on top of the device beneath her and she wasn’t sure how long she would last.

The assault on her mouth awakened her need to be forced, to be owned and with this awakening came an electricity under her skin. Goosebumps rose and her nipples hardened. She began grinding her pussy against the vibration to the same tempo that was cock in mouth. In the seconds that passed, she came to believe that this man, whoever he was, be it her lover or the other, needed release. He pulled her mouth onto himself and withdrew a few more times, but during the last of these, he held her there, his cock throbbing against the back of her throat. She wildly bucked on the wand, wanting so badly to orgasm with this man she possibly didn’t even know. She closed her eyes and pushed her body closer to the floor, trapping the vibration agaisnt herself and began to cum. He threw his head back as the sound of her muffled moans created his own vibrating sensation against his cock and balls. He withdrew himself from her mouth for the last time and began stroking his cock. Instantly he began to ejaculate onto her open mouth and heavy breasts.

The man collapsed to his own knees in front of her as she heard heavy breathing escape his mouth. After what felt like a century she felt a pair of hands remove the wand from between her legs and heard the power button deactivated. This man positioned himself behind her and pulled her head to his abdomen, tilting her head back toward his body. She could feel his hard cock press against her. He leaned over and kissed her forehead before whispering “You belong to me, my will is sovereign, and you have pleased your Master.”

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