Chest rising and falling, the tight pull of ropes around my wrists and ankles increased the fluttering sense of deep anticipation within my torso. Attempting to move and free myself, it quickly became clear there wasn’t any means of escape; a small (yet pleased) grunt slipping out unintentionally in response.
As if on queue, a low tutting sound from behind me signalled that there was another person present. Breath catching in my chest, I tilted by head in an instinctual reflex only to be met with a wash of blackness from the blindfold over my eyes obscuring the world.
“Well what do we have here?” a husky voice growled, the proximity closer than had been expected as a rough hand weaved into the base of my hair; yanking my face upwards inciting a cry of surprise. The cool surface of the ground against my bare skin was tipped away as my body became forced into an upwards kneeling position with a rough pull. *Fuck fuck fuck.*
A jolt of thrilling energy pulsed through me, a soft whimper escaping pressed lips as the rhythmic pounding of my heart threatened to overwhelm my eardrums. Foreboding and loud.