I'm blindfolded, hands tied behind my back, waiting anxiously for what’s next. The room is quiet. All I can hear is my heavy breathing—until I hear his voice, low and commanding. "Turn around and face me." By this point, I'm already begging him to make me cum. I don’t think I’ve ever begged so much in my fucking life. He chuckles, his voice dark and indulgent. "Oh, I’ll make you cum. Don’t worry," he says. "But first, I w...