The darker woman rises and gets up off the bed. You look to see where she’s going – and you’re almost sure you saw a hint of a shadow inside one of the opaque white columns nearby.
“What is that?” you ask, convinced you’re seeing things.
The darker woman grins, takes the fabric in one of her hands, and tugs. The column flutters down from the ceiling – to drape itself over a tan blindfolded man, kneeling inside.
You and the redhead gasp – you were being spied on this whole time! But – he has a blindfold on, and was inside fabric besides, you know he couldn’t really see you. He definitely heard everything though – you know, because he’s completely n***d, which makes it easy to see his erection.
“He’s here for us to use how we see fit, Mistress. If you choose to use him, that is,” she say
