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6/16/2013 11:06:57 PM

I sit in my car waiting as you nervously look on from a distance. Nerves going insane as every fiber screams to run. You keep going though. You approach the car of this stranger and timidly knock on the window. You swear your heart is going to explode as the gentleman opens the door and greets you with what was supposed to be a comforting hug, but your too wired, too nervous. You won't be comforted, you want to run but the thrill, the curiousity of being some place new, doing something never experienced, its too much. You hear him say somthing but your mind doesn't work, so you nod, he pulls the leather cuffs from the car and you realize what he said too late, still you want it, so you hold your hands out and he binds them, in the front. You sit in the passengers seat and he begins driving. It's too late, your shivering, you can't turn back now, but this will be one hell of night.... The binds were rough and agitate your wrists and ankles. The blindfold has robbed you of sight and your sense of touch has heightened. The binds are cold and smooth, some kind of metal. Your body is in a standing position, spread eagle, on what is hard and rough. Not exactly uneven but with fine grooves, wood is your best guess. You hear muffled movement and a latch clicking. Somebody has just entered the room. You strain your legs and twist in a futile effort to hide your exposed body. "who are you?" You ask but the only response you recieve is a finger gliding across your abdomen. His touch lights your hightened sense on fire. A soft male voice speaks into your ear, the warm moist breath rolls over the bottom of your earlobe, the only piece not covered by the blindfold, "slaves do not speak" you hear him say. You whimper futility as he strokes the inside of your thighs. Your body responds by instantly becoming wet and your nipples hardening. The male chuckles softly and then begin to walk away and leave the room closing the door. Finally, he is gone. But then his footsteps are inside the room, returning towards you, then it hits you, he is far from finished... Just my doms hands at work...