MAYA
My heart hammered against my ribs like it wanted to escape. I was sprawled on Tristan’s bed and completely at his mercy.
The cool silk sheets felt slick beneath my bare back. My wrists were bound tightly above my head with something soft but unyielding- probably his belt or rope which was secured to the headboard.
A thick black blindfold covered my eyes, plunging me into total darkness. I couldn’t see anything. Every sound felt amplified. Every shift of air on my skin made me shiver.
“Tristan…” I called softly, my voice breathy and uncertain. My chest rose and fell rapidly. I was naked. He had stripped the tiny black dress off me the moment we entered the bedroom, his hands rough and possessive. No panties underneath.
My p***y was completely exposed, and I could feel how shame
