step-ladder (his name is “Lance”, in case you were interested) and myself in moody, classy black and white.
“I think we need to up the ante a bit my pet, since you cannot seem to keep your legs open,” I declare. “Place this blindfold over your eyes, lie back, and spread your legs.”
You do as you’re told and ever so cautiously part your knees.
“Wider little one, present yourself to me,” I urge.
As you work to overcome your fears and comply, the world is dark and foreboding behind the blindfold and all you have to aid you is your sense of hearing and touch. I dangle the flogger over you draping the very tips of the leather strops over your skin. The effect sets off a myriad of tingling sensations as I drag the soft leather over your body. You give a little sigh and sink into the feeling of the dozen leather fingers gliding across your smooth skin.
Twisting the handle of the flogger dangling over you, the leather tendrils swish and swirl over your breasts, flicking gently at your nipples. You suck in a short breath at the arousal. Gliding down your belly the leather fingers drape over your splayed sex and instinctively you clamp your legs shut again.
“Spread your legs my pet or I shall be forced to tie them open,” I command firmly.
Gingerly you expose yourself again to me fearful of what might happen next. Back and forth the leather straps glide over your tender lips and pubic mound igniting a glow of interest. You bite your lip and give a little sigh as I drag the flogger over your sex and then take it away entirely.
Whipping the flogger harmlessly beside me you slam your knees together instinctively at the sound of the leather slicing the air. “Last warning my little one before I am forced to tie you down. Legs apart!”
I keep the flogger in motion all the while, the sound intimidating you and igniting your fears. You work to comply but with each new slash of the leather through the air you fight to pry your own legs apart against your will. The effect is delicious. “All the way pet, spread them wide.”
As you finally manage to open your thighs to my liking I slice the flogger through the air just inches over your sex. The slashing sound and feel of the wind brushing your tender skin triggers your instincts for self-preservation once again forcing your legs to slam shut. Laughing sadistically I command you again to open your legs and present yourself to me which haltingly you do. Lost behind the blindfold and unsure of what might happen next your fear intensifies with each passing moment. You are undergoing what many call a mind fuck and I am enjoying it immensely. The danger is all in your head and I need only stimulate it here and there to gain the full effect.
When you finally work up the nerve to part your legs again I slam the flogger down on the bed between your legs, the slashing leather tips missing your splayed sex by mere inches. Again your legs clamp shut and I think you might actually be shaking a little in fear.
Naturally I have no intention of hurting you but the unknown is eating you alive. But just like a horror movie, fear and suspense is a potent aphrodisiac and I could swear I detect a glint of moisture seeping from your tender sex.
“Since you are unable to hold your position as instructed, it seems I am going to have to resort to a little assistance,” I admonish. “Here, let me take the blindfold off for a few moments, I want you to witness your first real full body restraint and fully appreciate the complete helplessness of it. Enjoy the show my pet.”
