"Strip."

"What?"

"Strip. Right here."

You look at me with eyes that are just slightly confused, but smile knowingly anyway. Then slowly you shuck off your clothes. It's winter, so there's a few more layers than usual, and as I lay back on my bed I take the time to appreciate the gradual revealing of your body.

When you're done, you move as if to come to the bed, where I have been laying.

"No, stay there. Don't move." I stand up and walk slowly around you, taking you in. I stop when I'm directly behind you and wrap my arms around your body. My room is slightly cold as it is winter, and your skin is turned to gooseflesh. As I let one hand slide down the front of your body, the other moves to silently remove a set of handcuffs from my pocket. "Don't move." Before you can protest I jerk your arms around behind you and snap the cuffs into place.

"Hey..."

I grab hold of your wrists from behind and use them to semi-roughly push you face-down onto the bed. Still holding your wrists, I straddle you from behind then reach over your head and grab a scarf from my closet. I loop the scarf around your head and over your eyes, then I tie it off and roll you onto your back.

"Can you see anything?"

"Not really..."

"Yes or no?"

"No."

"Good." I roll you back onto your stomach, once again straddling your shoulders. Reaching up and around you, I grab my chains and attach one to each cuff so that each of your arms is now attached to a bed rail, keeping your arms co-dependent while also allowing you a minor range of motion.

For a moment I move off of the bed, leaving you naked and shackled, face down on my bed. I take the time to quietly remove my clothes and then return to straddling your shoulders. I move down the bed and grab you by the ankles.

"Move so that you're on your knees kinda." I guide your legs up so that your thighs are perpendicular to the bed and you lift yourself up a little on your arms so that you're basically on your hands and knees.

"Good." I spread your legs out a little, setting you somewhat off balance. "Don’t move." And I disappear again. This time I draw it out, taking my time retrieving the two-way, which I had previously cleaned, from my bag. I also take out the little bottle of k-y jelly and set it aside. I take a moment to just look at you, giving you time to (hopefully) become aroused by the situation and your own exposure.

I hop gently onto the foot of the bed and lie down on my back, then slide up so that I am directly underneath of you. "Don’t move." I speak directly into your cunt. "Even slightly." I slowly lick you from one end to the other, then bring my tongue back to the opening of your vagina, teasing at it gently before actually entering it. The angle allows for slightly easier penetration and I take a moment to taste you from the inside.

Then I'm gone again. Now I'm lubing up the two-way as quietly as I can. I'm hoping you have no idea what's going on at this point. I have to take my time so that you can spend yours wondering and (again hopefully) becoming more aroused and open.

"Hey."

"What?"

"Still no moving." Then I spread you open with my fingers and slide it in as far as it'll go.