It is all the little things that have such an effect. The way you can pull against those restraints, feeling that little bit of give, giving that little bit of hope that you can protect yourself, yet ultimately not being able to do so, adding so much more to your helplessness as I torment that most delicate place.
The blindfold itself keeping your imagination always racing; even though you know exactly where I am and what I am doing to you, the darkness lets you fantasise about so much more. Your mind is free to linger on every fine detail of just what my mouth is unleashing upon your tenderness.
With those panties left on, you have just one little layer of fabric protecting your sex. Of course, the reason I’ve left them is because I want you to wonder… if it feels this good, this intense now, how is it going to feel when my lips are pressing deeply against your soft, exposed body.