I waited for what felt like an eternity. My heart pounding, and I swear my pussy began to throb too - The darkness heightening my senses. Then I heard the door open, and heard him walk in, shut the door. Fuck, this was it. This was really going to happen.
'Hello M'
That voice! That deep commanding voice I had heard on the phone, I heard now in person, for the first time.
'Hello Sir' I mumbled in reply.
I listened as he walked round the room, hung up a jacket or something on a hanger in the wardrobe. He walked round the bed, but didn't come over to me. My mind was screaming..'touch me, please come here and touch me'. But instead, I heard his footsteps in the bathroom. The tap run.........'please, I need you to touch me'.
I listened intently, waiting like the obedient toy he was already turning me into. Exposed to this stranger, blindfolded, standing against the wall like a naughty girl.
Then, finally, I heard him come back into the bedroom, walk over to me, and stop. I could feel him exploring me with his eyes, even though I could see nothing. And then, like an electric shock, I felt him plant a kiss on my left shoulder. Gentle, warm. It sent a shiver around every nerve in my body.
Still he did not speak. Instead I felt him run his finger from between my shoulder blades, down my back, to the small of my back, and then plant a kiss on my right shoulder. Another eclectic shock.
I was aching to cry out, to speak to him. But his instructions had been clear. I was not to speak until spoken too.
I heard him step back. Felt him exploring me again with his eyes, taking me in. I felt naked, vulnerable, but at the same time sexy, horny. I look great in stockings and heels and I hoped I was already making his cock twitch.
He stepped forward again, this time pressing himself against the back of me, still fully dressed, and ran both his hands round to my tummy, wrapping me in a firm embrace. I smelt his cologne, felt his breath, and it made me shiver with pleasure.
'You look beautiful, M'.
'Thank you, Sir'.
'And you have followed my instructions precisely......so far. Are you going to be a good girl for your new master, today.' |
I was quite shy back then. I didn’t have the confidence to tell him of my yearning to be controlled by a dominant man. I wanted to give myself to a lover who knew how to use me. Tease me, kiss me, and fuck me. But, more than that, I had become so turned on by porn videos of women being blindfolded and used. Pleasured, yes, but punished too. Hair pulled, arse spanked. Thrown around the bed. And fucked hard.
There was something about Phillip that suggested he might just be the man to take me to that place, to guide me and push my boundaries. Despite my shyness, he must have sensed that straight away.
