… I pull my cock out of your mouth.
“Close your eyes.”
As you close your eyes and put your hands behind your back, you feel me brush past you, running my fingers across your chest, neck, and shoulders. You hear the closet door open and some bags rustling, before I slip back in front of you, trailing something smooth and supple over your back.
Standing in front of you, I slide a blindfold over your eyes, then tug on the leash for you to stand up.
“Do you trust me?” I whisper in your ear.
“Yes, sir. I trust you.”
“Good”
You feel me run my hand down your arm, until I reach your wrist. A cold metal wraps around your wrist as the handcuff closes around it. I raise your arm over your head.
“Freeze.”
You hold position as my hand slides down your other arm, grabbing the wrist and raising it next to the other, fastening the cuff around it. You feel my fingers moving around your wrists, and realize that I’m tying something to the cuffs… and that you no longer need to support your arms, as they are tied above you.