Simple toys.
I haven’t seen Simon in a couple hours. I’ve heard him, I’ve felt him, but haven’t seen his face. The blindfold is off now, per his instruction and everything seems very bright. Being without sight will do that.
I can see now the activities of the last few hours. The candles have burned down and the bedspread is wrinkled. The restraints have been cast aside, and the riding crop put away. Blindfold, dildo, and lubricant go back in the toy box. A quick tucking of ties and covers and the room is presentable again.
I am another story though. Tiny welts from the crop still show a bit. Cum dries on my breasts and face. My pussy, still wet from our play.
There wont be a play by play, thats half the fun of being bound and blindfolded, missing some of the details. The feelings though remain. Tasting the whiskey on the tip of his cock. Simons tongue on my pussy as he fucks me with a toy. Unexpected stings from the crop, painful and invigorating at the same time. Hearing him moan as he pleasures himself. Feeling his hot cum cover me, drip down my body, slowly chill and dry. Climbing on top of him and riding as he tells me more uses for this simple blindfold…
Simple toys can make for a very nice evening.
