I was staring at her desk full of useless junk. When it caught my eye.
**does that rose have feathers for petals?** I had an idea…
**Yeah, why?**
**No reason, it’s cute. Where are your headphones?** I’ve had this idea for a while…
**over there…?** This is going to be fun…
**get on the bed**
She had a nervous look in her eyes but we’ve established a strong sense of trust by this point.
**why are your clothes still on? The bed is a no-clothes-zone, this isn’t your first rodeo**
She stripped down and knelt on the bed.
**perfect, turn around**
she turned facing the wall. I put the headphones over her ears and grabbed one of the hundreds of scarves she had hanging on her wall and wrapped it around her eyes. Turned on a nice instrumental album I know she liked and laid her down on the bed.
I’ve had this fantasy for a while, sensory deprivation. I paused the music and leaned into her ear.
**The only sensations you’ll experience are the ones I want you to. I’m dictating this entire night, do not move unless I guide you to. You’re at my whim.**