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Scents And Sensuality
Date: 5/6/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: naughtyannie, Rating: , Source: LushStories
The first thing I noticed was the sweet, sensuous smell. I twisted my head from side to side, but it seemed to be coming from all around. “What the hell’s that?” I whispered. “It smells like a Turkish brothel in here.” “And you’d know, sweetie,” he said, taking his cue as I knew he would. “Don’t you like it?” “You know I do,” I replied. “It’s sandalwood and rose, my favourite.” I felt his hand on my arm as he guided me forward. The silken blindfold was much more effective than I’d expected, and I really couldn’t see a thing. I had a feeling the lights were still out, although there must have been some form of illumination. Of course, that explained the scent – it was candles. A little shiver ran down my spine. He’d gone to some effort to set this up, and I was enjoying it already. The lack of sight just seemed to sharpen my other senses, and I tried to work out where in the room I was. “Don’t move,” he said softly, and I stood still, swaying slightly. I didn’t feel quite steady, and almost toppled over when I felt his hand on my foot, slipping off my left shoe. I steadied myself on his arm while he removed the other. The carpet felt warm and soft under my bare feet. I wriggled my toes. Then my mouth went dry as I felt his hand at my back, taking hold of the zipper of my plain black dress. Slowly he pulled it down all the way, one long smooth movement as far as the curve of my bottom. I had enough sense not to move, not to help in any way. For the moment, he was in charge. ...