Masters pleasure
The blindfold is tied tightly, enclosing my world in darkness. The table under me is hard and unyielding as I lay unable to move, bindings biting into my ankles and wrists securing me in an x position. Ensuring im exposed and vulnerable. You are sat in a chair by my head, I can smell you there and it both excites and relaxes me. There are noises in the room, I can hear you talking to a couple of people, I can hear the padding of dogs paws, it sounds like more than one but I can’t be entirely sure. My body is tense and I’m straining to hear everything going on around me. Other sounds come to my attention, the rustle of a flogger, the quiet rattle of chains, other noises that I can’t make …