I am His Plaything, I am Powerful

To be owned is to be impassioned

I don’t know what’s coming next.

I just know that I love that I can’t see, and I love the feel of rope around my wrists.

Blindfolded and bound, I’m at his mercy. It’s my favourite place to be, here in his bed, my pussy getting wetter and wetter in anticipation.

Will it be a feather across my hard nipples? A pinch, or a slap?

Will he caress my throat, or clutch it and give it a loving squeeze?

Maybe he will tickle my sensitive lips, or slap them hard enough to send a dry stinging pleasure through my whole cunt.