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She lived vicariously until tonightSwiftly I shift from one side of the bed to the other, positioning your limbs with purpose and a total disregard for comfort. It’s not a matter of compliance, simple muscle memory gives way and you find yourself in that all too familiar position. Knees tucked under you, your ass high in the air. You’re collard with your lead, although this time, each wrist is bound to its respective thigh keeping you pulled up tight. Immobilized face down to the side, leaving just enough room to breathe. I step back to admire the view. I focus on the arch in your back. This position always leaves the most mesmerizing curve. Breaking my spell I take note of the total package, wrapped up, quite literally for my pleasure. The rope, slightly thicker this time, in blood red fastens an intricate chest harness. Biting around your sides and breasts, the color not only compliments your skin so well but looks perfect alongside the pulled down black tube top. Just covering your midsection; the fabric a size too small, not only provides just the right amount of constriction, but just the right amount of modesty leaving something to the imagination. Behind the blindfold I can only imagine the anticipation building in your eyes. You wait for the donning of the final piece of this restricting puzzle; but no bitt or gag for you this evening. No, I want you vocal. I want you to be heard, because tonight we have an audience.Sitting quietly in the corner of the room, her body language tells her story. Slightly anxious and uncomfortable but here of her own free will is Sno. Always a close friend and confidant, she’s never left your side, albeit tonight maybe her curiosities may avcilar escort have gotten the best of her. This kindred spirit has heard the stories…seen the pictures; but the gravity of seeing it in the flesh is visibly unnerving. While I take slight satisfaction in this side show our silent observer is not my focus. I relish in the fact that you’re soaked from the start. Shifting gears, I begin doing what I do best. Warming you with my hands, inside and out, preparing you for what is to come. I begin to feel the build inside your core, you always make it so easy for me, but as a practice I never return the favor. I withdraw and pause for a minute. Allowing the growing swell to rescind… Even with the gift of heightened senses the blind fold leaves you disoriented, isolated without contact. As the first whimper leaves your lips, the two pairs of eyes in the room are fixated on you. While parties to the same show, the presence of each other, is barely acknowledged. In one swift motion, I snatch your lead, and tug back. The collar bites, attacking your wind pipe, your neck and back respond, deepening the arch, putting your rear on greater display. While your lips part the sound in the room doesn’t come from you. Our audience, no longer silent, finally breaks with a gasp. I pay her no mind, my eyes still on you, your body still firmly controlled by the lead in my hand. I let the lashes begin to fall. Gentle at first; one cheek to the other slowly progressing in intensity. Thighs…calves… inside and out… your lower body is my floggers playground. Repetitively, methodically, this extension of my body meets yours. And so the moaning begins; like my strikes, şirinevler escort subtle at first, but growing with each pass. I hear a shift in the room and sneak a peek to my left. With every crack of the flogger, Sno’s eyes get larger and larger. Rigid in her chair, she’s totally fixated on you. One hand over her mouth… the other across her breasts, attempting to steady herself against the growing tide across the room. I carry on, each lash taking you closer to the brink. It’s finally time to bring greater pleasure to this pain, reaching down I get my free hand involved again. Rubbing…teasing…both your clit and your eager sex; your body instinctively reacts. I know you want my fingers inside you, but not yet…just a few more lashes…some of hardest I’ve given you…Finally, without notice, I plunge in and curl my fingers, finding home. I pulse tight and hard against your g-spot bringing you to a screaming orgasm. As the world comes crashing in around us, I hold there for a moment and ride the wave with you. When the largest shutters subside, I remove my fingers and step back. In that moment eye contact is finally made with Sno. The apprehension and discomfort I saw earlier are no more. A visible fire has started within, her eyes hot with desire from bearing witness to the scene that has just passed. I motion her over. Unsure of her part in what is to come, she does not move. With a slightly sterner gaze and demanding motion I call again for her presence. With an uneasy compliance she makes her way across the room. Reassuringly, I take her hands and face them palm up. She stares into my eyes questions forming, how can those hands, the ones that taksim escort just exacted such force on my friend, now be so gentle and warm. With care I place her hands palms up and begin to generously apply lotion. Confused with her part I have to manually move her hands closer to your hind parts. Slowly we inch in, her eyes have now left mine, clearly locked on the red marks and welts beginning to show. As she makes contact, her mode shifts. Her love and caring for you shows and a natural progression takes hold. She eases as she tends to you… I too shift my focus back to you. With the new and unexpected contact, your aftershocks become more and more visible, the fresh and gentle touch bringing you back to life. While Sno continues, I come around and begin the process of setting you free. Unbind your wrists and thighs. You stretch, and lay flat, muscles aching from the onslaught. Next, the blind fold and the lead, but the collar remains. You are still mine. I break back to Sno, dutifully performing her role, rubbing you down; setting your body at ease. Again I take her hand, but this time I slide it down, between your legs. For the first time she feels how warm and wet you are. You’re so primed it, doesn’t take much. Even still her untrained hand pushes you over the edge. The new found sensation of you contracting around her sets her in motion; bringing her down a path she’s always wanted but didn’t know how to get to. A path she’s visibly not ready to return from yet. Together the two of you finally settle. With gentle hands, I lay her down beside you. Taking my position on your other side, I begin to rub your back, finally your eyes open and we make contact for the first time in what feels like forever, silently communicating as we do. With a kiss we reaffirm our partnership. Then I turn your head towards Sno. Instantly the tension is in the air. I nuzzle in tight, bringing my lips to your ear. With a final command, I whisper, “take her”.

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