"Sir?" Linea swayed slightly, a little disoriented from the darkness.
"Yes?" He caressed her shoulders from behind.
"The blindfold. I can't see to go over there."
He slid his hands down her shoulders before moving in front of her to take her hand. Unsure of her steps in her darkness, when he pulled her forward, she stumbled. He steadied her body before starting again.
This time she found a rhythm in trusting his lead. In just a few steps, she noticed a change in the feeling of the air in front of her. She reached to touch what she sensed. Linea swept her fingers over the soft padded leather, feeling a waist-high cushion with a solid backing. As she moved closer, her knees bumped another padded objected.
Master Donovan grasp both of her hands. "Put your knees on the lower bench and r
