I used to be afraid of the dark, until you showed me just how wonderful it could be. Losing my sight behind a blindfold has over time sharpened my other senses dramatically.
As soon as you cover my eyes I become a different person. I can smell the paraffin wax candles, the sounds of your heavy breathing, even though you have yet to descend the basement stairs. I can smell your c**k, the glistening, sweaty sweetness of your body.
I know that you’re watching me. I stand a little taller. I can feel the worship in your eyes. Though I’m bound like a slave I still feel like a queen.
I sense your eyes on my naked breasts, especially those areas that seem to be painted in the darker chocolate hue that accentuates my areolas. You love to try and get your mouth around it all.
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