Bedroom Closet

Simon left me with instruc­tions this evening. I haven’t had instruc­tions for awhile. Excite­ment has me tin­gling. Most of the list is done so far. Can­dles are lit, I’ve show­ered and tied my hair back, the restraints are avail­able, and my blind­fold is within arms reach. Now I am to be here, wait­ing, imag­in­ing what I want done to me.

The blind­fold will be used I’m sure. That alone begins to harden my nip­ples. When I can’t see every­thing else is height­ened. Not see­ing what is com­ing makes me unin­hib­ited, makes me expe­ri­ence every­thing in dif­fer­ent ways.

I don’t know what I would have him do. There are so many things. Skin exposed to tem­per­a­ture and tex­ture, not know­ing what is touch­ing where. Feel­ing mouth, hands, cock, tool,or toy. The only thing I can con­trol is if I fol­low instruc­tions or not, that feel­ing can lib­er­at­ing in a way, espe­cially when cer­tain senses are cut off. I get the oppor­tu­nity to not have to make choices, and Simon gets the chance to fol­low his desires as well.

I want to feel him on my breasts, in my pussy, all over my skin. I want him to explore what he wishes, I want him to take plea­sure how ever he likes.

Being blind­folded, being bound, brings out my sub­mis­sive nature in many ways. I find myself await­ing more instruc­tion, wait­ing for him to do what he wants with my body. With my senses height­ened every­thing he does is a new feel­ing, one that I’m sure will bring a story later.

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