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.I felt my cock spring to attention against the sheer fabric of the sheets, anticipating the pleasures that I knew were about to befall me.He rose to his knees and guided my wrist over to the bedpost, securing it with a length of black fabric that I’d never seen before.I was forced onto my kneesas he moved me, staring up at him as he looked down at me from above.“Sir?” I asked, looking up at him with questioning eyes.I never knew what to expect from him, which gave each of our encounters a heightened sense of eroticism and danger.But he didn’t answer me, instead taking hold of my other wrist and tying it to the bedpost opposite.I tested the strength of the knots; he’d tied them expertly, and I realized there was no way I’d be able to loosen them.I was completely helpless now, at his mercy, a plaything to be used however he wanted me.Just then, he produced a third length of fabric, and my world went dark as he tied it over my eyes.“I’ve been waiting for this, Brandon,” he said, as I felt his fingertips tracing a line up my pelvic bone.The touch of his fingers on my bare skin caused a trail of sparks that gave me goosebumps.“Tell me, can you see anything through the blindfold? Be honest, now.”I shook my head.“No, sir,” I answered truthfully.He let out a low growl of satisfaction.“Good.With your sight taken away from you, your other senses will heighten to fill in the difference… and I want you to feel everything I’m about to do to you.” His fingers kept exploring the flesh of my stomach as he spoke, tracing curls of delectable pleasure across my torso.I had to fight to keep from quivering under his touch.Suddenly, a light slap landed on my ass – smack – just enough to make me gasp.It wasn’t painful, but the shock of it came from the fact that I hadn’t seen it coming.This was his game, I realized.My sight removed, his every action would keep me guessing.And just as he said, I felt everything he did to me ten times as acutely; whether this was from the blindfold or just the result of my body craving him after a long absence, I wasn’t sure, but what I knew was that the slightest touch from him sent me jumping.He smacked me again, watching as my wrists quivered against the ties that held me.I could feel myself growing hard from this teasing, and I yearned for him to satisfying the need that was slowly building deep within my core.But it seemed as though he was going to take his time with me, an excruciatingly slow build as he began to ravage my body for our mutual pleasure.My pajamas were a robe-like garment made of soft white satin, with a sash holding it together in the front that almost gave it the look of loungewear.He’d bought it for me long ago, after one of our first meetings, and I now wore it to bed nearly every night.I loved feeling desirable and sexy as I slept next to him, and it was luxuriously comfortable.Now he pulled at the ribbon holding it together, delicately untying it and letting the fabric fall away from my exposed body.I was painting the picture in my head of the scene before me, filling in the blackness with visions of my skin, the powerful muscles of his arms on either side of me as he touched me possessively with a hungry look in his eyes.I felt completely helpless, my hands bound as they were, though I wished I could pull him into me and drown him with a passionate kiss.Suddenly and without warning, I was rocked back to the present moment as I felt his mouth on the most intimate part of me.I let out a gasp of shocked pleasure as he took command of my aching manhood, the moisture from my pre-cum mixing with the warm wetness of his lips and tongue.The pleasure was nearly excruciating in its intensity, so gratifying after such a long absence.He grabbed the head of my cock between his lips and sucked on it gently, causing me to cry out with tears of pleasure in my eyes.He was laying under me, I realized, in a position that seemed to be taken straight from the Kama Sutra.If I’d had control of my arms I would have grabbed a handful of his hair and shoved him deeper down my shaft, not letting him up for air until he’d brought me to climax.But I couldn’t do anything but accept what he wanted to give me – and my loud moans of pleasure told him how much I was loving it.My ass exposed, he grabbed a handful of the flesh there before bringing his hand down to caress my balls, all the while never letting his lips stray from my throbbing cock.After just a long dry spell, I couldn’t hold on much longer in this position.Before long, I felt an orgasm rushing up from the depths of my core, and it rocketed through me before I could do or say anything to stop it.“Oh, God,” I cried out, as I came uncontrollably into his mouth.“Oh, fuck!”He didn’t let up the pressure as my orgasm ran its course, forcing me to feel every jolt of the sensation even as the intensity grew too much to bear.“I didn’t fucking say you could come yet,” he said finally, after my orgasm had ripped through completely.And before I could catch my breath to apologize, his hand clenched firmly around the head of my still-throbbing cock, making me yelp from the shock of it.It was too intense, and he knew it; it was like he was punishing me with pleasure for my transgression.And with my hands bound, I had to accept whatever punishment he wanted to give out.“You’ll come when I tell you,” he continued, grunting as he stood up and loosened his pants.“Do you fucking understand me, Brandon?”“Yes, Sir,” I panted.But he didn’t seem satisfied.“What was that?” he growled.“Don’t make me fucking ask you again [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]