instructor144: verse50: I was naked, hands bound above my head in the doorway. He had put the blindf
instructor144: verse50: I was naked, hands bound above my head in the doorway. He had put the blindfold on then sat down, watching me silently for what seemed like forever. I couldn’t see, couldn’t move much other than my feet. I was also enormously turned on, my nipples crisping up from the cool night air floating in from the open window. Suddenly he was behind me. Fully clothed, his bulge pressing against the small of my back. I gulped. There was so much he could do with that bulge. “You’ve been a good girl,” he said, softly, tracing my mouth with his fingers. “You waited so patiently. Will you continue to be good?” I wanted to grab at his fingers and suck on them but resisted the impulse. There were rules tonight. He was in complete control. “Yes, Sir,” I said. “I just want to make you happy.” Still he played with my mouth. Clearly he wasn’t in a hurry. I was backing up against him, my body covered with goosebumps. I could feel the buttons on his shirt pressing into me now, little cool pebbles on my inflamed skin. “I’m going to play with this mouth tonight,” he continued. “I’m going to teach it to be quiet. We wouldn’t want the neighbors to hear how needy you are, do we?” “No, Sir,” I whispered back. Normally he wanted me to cum loud and heavy for him. A deep, icy thrill sharded though me. This was different. I could feel myself slipping away already. Slowly, slowly with his fingers. I was drooling. His breath was hot in my ear. Solid and firm behind me, a dark wall to absorb all my sound. I let out a tiny whimper. “That’s the most sound you’ll make all tonight, pet. Understand?” “Yes, Sir.” Whoa. OK, that’s some hot erotica right there! -- source link