Your beautiful long, wavy, bright auburn hair fans out and spreads wide across the black satin-sheeted bed and down between your shoulder blades as you lie on your front, face to one side.
Your skin, pale and freckled - naked except where I have tied you in bright emerald green cotton rope. It is always a good colour on you - a striking contrast to your hair. A primary colour against the opposite secondary - red and green. The aesthetics are, I admit, solely for my benefit.
Your forearms are bound together from elbows to wrists down your back. The blindfold you wear ensures that your other senses are heightened; especially your sense of touch, because that is what we are mostly playing with today.
“Are you doing okay?” I ask you, checking in with one hand gently resting on your ass so that you know where I am; it connects us. Plus, to be really honest - I just love touching your ass.
“Mmmmm, I’m more than okay,” you reply softly. If someone was recording this they would be able to hear the smile in your voice. That’s maybe a good idea for another day, don’t you think? Would you like to listen back to our games?
Your breathing is slow, calm and deep.
“Good girl,” I praise you and hear you purr gently. You like it when I call you that, don’t you? “Are you ready for more?”
“Mmmm. Yes please, Sir,” you sigh.
“I’m sorry - what did you say, my beautiful little fox?”
“Please, please, Sir. My great Wizard, guardian of my soul - grant me one wish. Tie me up further. Bind me up so that you can do as you wish with me. Mmmm. Please, Sir. Anything you wish - anything at all.”
“Well now, that is a most interesting proposition… Let me think for a second.”
So saying, I take my hand off of your beautiful taut ass and walk around in circles, muttering and musing aloud.
I know your limits, both soft and hard - and I know as well that I have your trust in such matters.
After a few moments I return to stand beside you, placing one hand on your thigh.
“Anything, you say?” I enquire, knowing that I tease you, but deliberately stringing out our game, heightening your feelings of suspense. Of anticipation.
“Anything, my great Kendalf,” you giggle.
I spank your butt, adding a touch of pain to your pleasure.
“Mmmm…” you moan.
I spank you again but harder this time.
“Please, Sir. Mmmm, please!”
“That’s better, my little fox,” I say with one last spank. I don’t doubt that you can likewise hear the smile in my voice.
I gather up your long red hair in my hands, running my fingers through it, occasionally pulling it back, receiving a gratifying sharp intake of breath from you in reply.
I pleat your hair, but instead of separating it into three as normal, I only separate it into two but add a doubled over length of green rope. When I get to the end of your hair I use the rope to tie a knot and lay the remainder on your back, running it underneath your tied arms, between your butt cheeks and down between your thighs. I leave it folded against your pussy for you to feel the warmth, the weight and the fine textures against your intimate softness. I can see your nether lips glisten with moisture. I run my fingers along you and taste your juices from them with a lick. Mmmm, so sweet.
“Please, Sir?” you ask of me.
I know how much you love to taste yourself so I run my fingers along you again, this time allowing you to suck them clean. You suck them desperately in the same way that you sometimes suck my cock. How that turns me on - I feel a delicious tingle as I get thicker, my balls tightening.
“On your knees, vixen,” I command.
“Yes, Sir,” you reply, twisting and levering yourself up to your knees. I could help you but I love to watch you struggle at times.
I stand in front of you and reach down between your knees, pulling the loose rope forward which tilts your head back slightly. I take one end of the rope and pull it up on the side of your glistening, newly shaved pussy; slowly, so that you can feel the soft friction of every thread run across you, over your hip, round behind you and then similarly in a mirror image for the other end. I loop them together in a knot, then both around to the front, knotted again before going back behind you once more. I loop it around back and fore, and then underneath your pert full breasts. I cross over between and then over them, deliberately rubbing your newly erect nipples slowly as the rope passes over them, before tying off the short ends behind your neck.