Written from my Doms point of view:
You lie on the bed.
A soft leather drop hood is secured around your throat and your sensory perception of the world has been reduced to the scent of the leather and that of the bergamot and lime candle burning on the bedside cabinet.
No light penetrates the leather and what little hearing is possible through the material is confused by the pink noise that is playing through the hi-fi.
Your wrists and ankles are cuffed and the hessian rope has drawn each limb apart; you’re secured naked, stretched and open.
Your nipples ache from the clamps that have been applied to them.
You have no idea how long you have been hooded, tied and clamped.
Time no longer has meaning.
You feel hot breath on your left nipple and fingertips run from beneath the swell of that breast upwards to the nipple pinched between the jaws of the clamp.
The fingertips withdraw and you’re returned to inhaling the scent of the candle through the three black grommets beneath your nose.
The scent of the burning candle and the leather of the hood.
Your heart begins to race as you wonder what is happening in the world beyond your hooded existence.
You pull against the ropes but there is absolutely no give.
You feel hot breath on your cunt and you involuntarily respond with engorgement and separation of the spread sex and your juices begin to flow.
You feel your thigh muscles tremble as the hot breath continues along the length of your slit.
Your clitoris throbs with needy desire and you whimper into the leather of the hood.
The hot breath moves again and centres on that little nub of sensitive flesh and you know that it will be standing proud of its protective sheath.
You know that your sticky mucus will be flowing up and over the entrance to your vagina and running down towards your perineum and collecting where the globes of your buttocks are forced together by the tautness of the rope ties.
You continue to whimper into the leather as you are rewarded for your submission.
The whimpers and moans becoming muffled cries as you fall into the depths of pleasure again and again.
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This is really clever.
Leather and rope. And that's it. But it really paints a picture.
People need to read your other stuff as your a really good writer (much better than the usual rubbish posted).
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