1. Safe


    Date: 9/24/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: mulls1000, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    dark lace stockings and lace panties. I felt the goose bumps forming upon my naked flesh as beneath the silk shroud I felt him circle. His fingertips lightly traced the curve of my bosom, his warm palms caressing and cupping the soft supple flesh. My nipples hardened as he touched me, my mind a torrent of nervous excitement and fear. All the time I felt the warmth of his breath and smelt the scent of his masculine aftershave. In his hold I always felt safe. His hands glided from my bosom down my waist and over the rise of my hips. Thumbs hooked inside the delicate straps of my panties that he took great delight in peeling, slowly and sensually from me. As he knelt I once more felt his breath against me, only this time the thought of his mouth so close to my exposed cunt made me tingle with desire. God at that moment I had wished he would have kissed me there. His mouth had taken me places I had never been before. To feel his tongue driving deep inside me, gorging and devouring me until I breathlessly plunged into the inky abyss would have been divine. But wish as I might I had to survive with just the heat of his breath as he slid my panties down my stockings and over my heels. His hand took mine once more as he guided me forward and lowered me into the swing. I felt the coldness of the leather upon my skin, one across my back, the other under my thighs. The metal chain suspended from the ceiling creaked as I felt the swing take my weight, my feet lifted from the floor. ...
    Nervous trepidation built deep within as he guided my hands to the bars above. Feeling the bite of leather around my wrists, he fastened and tightened the restraints. The loss of one sense now followed by another intensifying every sound and movement as I nervously swayed in the swing. Still I felt his presence. The sound of his footsteps as I sensed him circle. The sudden yet soft and sensual feel of his kiss upon my forehead that made my lips curl again. I smiled before listening to his footsteps, hearing him slowly drift from me. As he disappeared I felt my heart pound as the deafening silence grew. Blinded and bound, a surge of vulnerability swallowed me up. No longer in his hold I felt the circling fear grow yet always telling myself that he would be watching. I imagined what I would look like to him, an erotic image of my near naked body laying back in the swing within the enclosed dungeon flashed before my eyes. Memories of those first times he had bound my wrists in the safety of his bedroom and the pleasure we had both felt as he explored and pushed my boundaries. I knew he wanted to share me, to see me pleasure and be pleasured. And come the end I would return to him. The anticipation of what lay ahead thundered through my mind, painting wild pictures before my shrouded eyes. And in equal measure I felt my pounding heart, as my journey into the dark unknown teetered on the edge. From beneath the blindfold I sensed shadows beginning to move within the darkness, just as he ...
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