As you stand in the corner, naked, I watch you tremble. I can’t tell if it’s in anticipation or out
of fear. I walk up behind you and my
hand slides around your body before wrapping around your neck. I pull you back against me and you feel your
skin press against my clothed body. You
whimper as I lean towards your ear and say, “You want to be a bad girl? Fine.
I’ll show you how I treat bad girls.”
You are staring straight ahead as I undo the tie at my
neck. You feel my chest twist against
your back as I fight with the silk with one hand and hold your head still with
the other. You are hardly breathing as I
work. I can feel your pulse quicken and
your throat move as you swallow.
After a long moment the tie is loose and I let go of your
neck. My hands quickly move to grab your
wrists and I push your body against the hard wall. You feel the rough paint against your nipples
as I manage to wrangle your hands together.
As soon as they are touching you feel the tie wrap around them and in another
heartbeat they are securely tied together.
I spin you around and then take a step back. You are so sexy, standing there naked, tied
up a look of surprise on your face. As
much as you trust me, knowing I’ll only take things so far, you aren’t sure how
much I’ll be testing your boundaries tonight.
My gaze follows your curves up your body, from your calves to your
thighs, to your hips, to your breasts, to your shoulders and then finally your nervous
face. Your eyes are huge and pleading,
and I can feel myself growing hard at seeing you this helpless.
