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The bedroom door opened with a slight creak. The lights in the bedroom are off and the air is cool against my flushed skin. I stand in the doorway waiting for you to switch on the light. You lean into my side, bringing your head down to my level, right next to my ear and whisper, Are you ready? I almost ask what I'm meant to be ready for as I'm a little anxious, but I just say, Yes.

With the flick of a switch the bedroom is drowning in red coloured light. You must've changed the motel bulbs, as the light in the far left corner is still shining white. A mirrored double-doored waredrobe is next to the bed; this pastes a wicked grin across my face as I know what we can watch in it's reflection later on. There's a queen sized bed in the middle of the far wall, it has a pale coloured duvet cover on it which has a brown paper bag sitting in the middle of it. I feel your eyes on me, waiting for me to ask what's in the bag, so I play along; What's in the bag, honey? What follows, not only suprises me beyond words, but excites me no end.

You step forward and in one not-so-gracious movement, you tear the bag open, scattering cuffs, vibrators, feathers, and other such things over the bed. You turn back around so you can see my face; I'm suprising but aroused, not quite sure who is meant to be in which role. I soon realise who is who when you push me backwards, pinning my wrists against the wall behind me and telling me, You're mine for the night, and I'm going to do whatever the fuck I want to you. Then you plunge your mouth onto my neck while I'm going over and over what you just said. So long I've waited for you to feel confident enough to be able to do this, now that you're ready, I'm trying to catch up.

Before I know it, you've slipped my dress off over my shoulders and it's fallen to the ground. You stop, unpin me and sit on the end of the bed, just looking at me. I stand before you in the red corset I brought especially for this night; it's fabric shines softly around my curves in the dull light of the room. It hugs my breasts so tightly that I'm sure if I moved they'd fall out. On the bottom half I wear lacy red French-styled knickers; they're your favourite on me because they make my arse look amazing, apparently. You order me to turn for you, slowly, so you can eat me up with your eyes.

You stop me turning so I'm now facing the wall. I know you're admiring my arse, and as I silently predicted, your hands begin to explore it. Just briefly though, as I now hear you shuffling the items on the bed. My pulse quickens as I feel your body against my back. Your hands reach up to my head and I see a dark fabric descend upon my eyes; a blindfold. You've never done this to me before, so I'm a little nervous but my nipples give away how excited I am.

I feel you start to undo my corset as your bulge rubs against my arse cheeks. You're grunting slightly with the ribbons, eventually followed by a sigh of relief as it falls to the floor landing on my dress. You get down onto your knees in front of me and yank down my underwear, As sexy as these are on you, babe, we have no need for them tonight. Before standing up again, you put your face to my pubic mound and inhale, a deep, long breath.

You stand up, lead me around the side of the bed and push me onto it. I hear you rummaging for something, then a metallic click as something captures my left wrist. You turn me so the back of my legs are against the bed and you guide me so I'm laying on the bed. The blanket is cool against my skin but warms quickly. I hear you rummaging again and without a word between us, my wrists and ankles are bound to the frame of the bed. I'm naked, blindfolded and spread eagle, feeling exposed, vulnerable and wet.

Description
The bedroom door opened with a slight creak. The lights in the bedroom are off and the air is cool against my flushed skin. I stand in the doorway waiting for you to switch on the light. You lean into my side, bringing your head down to my level, right next to my ear and whisper, Are you ready? I almost ask what I'm meant to be ready for as I'm a little anxious, but I just say, Yes.

With the flick of a switch the bedroom is drowning in red coloured light. You must've changed the motel bulbs, as the light in the far left corner is still shining white. A mirrored double-doored waredrobe is next to the bed; this pastes a wicked grin across my face as I know what we can watch in it's reflection later on. There's a queen sized bed in the middle of the far wall, it has a pale coloured duvet cover on it which has a brown paper bag sitting in the middle of it. I feel your eyes on me, waiting for me to ask what's in the bag, so I play along; What's in the bag, honey? What follows, not only suprises me beyond words, but excites me no end.

You step forward and in one not-so-gracious movement, you tear the bag open, scattering cuffs, vibrators, feathers, and other such things over the bed. You turn back around so you can see my face; I'm suprising but aroused, not quite sure who is meant to be in which role. I soon realise who is who when you push me backwards, pinning my wrists against the wall behind me and telling me, You're mine for the night, and I'm going to do whatever the fuck I want to you. Then you plunge your mouth onto my neck while I'm going over and over what you just said. So long I've waited for you to feel confident enough to be able to do this, now that you're ready, I'm trying to catch up.

Before I know it, you've slipped my dress off over my shoulders and it's fallen to the ground. You stop, unpin me and sit on the end of the bed, just looking at me. I stand before you in the red corset I brought especially for this night; it's fabric shines softly around my curves in the dull light of the room. It hugs my breasts so tightly that I'm sure if I moved they'd fall out. On the bottom half I wear lacy red French-styled knickers; they're your favourite on me because they make my arse look amazing, apparently. You order me to turn for you, slowly, so you can eat me up with your eyes.

You stop me turning so I'm now facing the wall. I know you're admiring my arse, and as I silently predicted, your hands begin to explore it. Just briefly though, as I now hear you shuffling the items on the bed. My pulse quickens as I feel your body against my back. Your hands reach up to my head and I see a dark fabric descend upon my eyes; a blindfold. You've never done this to me before, so I'm a little nervous but my nipples give away how excited I am.

I feel you start to undo my corset as your bulge rubs against my arse cheeks. You're grunting slightly with the ribbons, eventually followed by a sigh of relief as it falls to the floor landing on my dress. You get down onto your knees in front of me and yank down my underwear, As sexy as these are on you, babe, we have no need for them tonight. Before standing up again, you put your face to my pubic mound and inhale, a deep, long breath.

You stand up, lead me around the side of the bed and push me onto it. I hear you rummaging for something, then a metallic click as something captures my left wrist. You turn me so the back of my legs are against the bed and you guide me so I'm laying on the bed. The blanket is cool against my skin but warms quickly. I hear you rummaging again and without a word between us, my wrists and ankles are bound to the frame of the bed. I'm naked, blindfolded and spread eagle, feeling exposed, vulnerable and wet.