‘The blindfold caressed the delicate skin at my temples. Silk, soft, satin. Blind to the world all my other senses were heightened. I could pick out the smallest sound. I could smell their sweat, their desire. I could feel their caresses, light touches brushing against my skin as He moved me through the crowd. Where He was taking me, I didn’t know.
He was my Master. I was the Slave. A submissive never questions her Dominant.
My heart beat wildly. My clit throbbed with anticipation, matching the pounding of my pulse. What pleasures and pain did Master have planned for me tonight?’
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