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Scents And Sensuality
Date: 5/6/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: naughtyannie, Rating: , Source: LushStories
me as a woman, rather than a child or a porn actress. I knew the smooth vertical line of my slit would be clearly exposed beneath the dark patch of curly fuzz. I had a felling it would be glistening with juices already; I knew from touching myself earlier that anticipation had left me very wet inside. As I lay there, something smooth and silky tickled down my right leg: some sort of material, I guessed. I was just thinking how nice it felt, when I felt it slipping round my ankle. “Stay still, this won’t hurt.” I flexed my foot, and realised that I couldn’t move it far; something was holding it in place. It wasn’t hard to work out why; he was securing my limbs to the corners of the bed, spread-eagling my naked body across the covers. Very kinky. We hadn’t really experimented with this sort of thing before, so I was intrigued as well as excited. Whatever did he have in mind? Soon my hands were secured as well, and I giggled as I pulled on the restraints, which I decided were probably silk scarves. Not leather straps or metal chains, then. This was sensuous rather than rough. I could probably have pulled myself free if I’d wanted, but I definitely had no intention of doing that. I lay still, straining my ears. The scent of the candles was very strong now; presumably he had them arranged somehow all around the bed. Everything was very quiet, and I felt a momentary flicker of panic. Where was he? What was he doing? “Sweetheart?” I whispered. “Shush,” came the reply. Obedient ...