A Flash

You sit there patiently waiting. She told you to sit in this chair, facing this window. Watching the storm clouds roll in as the night became darker, you muse about what she wanted of you at this hour. The rain began to spatter against the window as time crept slowly forward. You never heard the door behind you open as time passed and, in a voice just barely louder than the rain you hear her say "do nothing unless I command it." The voice was so soft and yet harsh. You know her to be a gentle woman in passing but something of this night and the way she sounded made you know to not disobey her command.

Lightning flashed in the distance and as the thunder followed, you jumped as you feel her hand coil around the front of your neck. Her nails were sharp as talons while her hand was softer than silk. You gulped, the movement caused one of her nails to pierce your flesh, and you feel a trickle drop of blood begin to form in that very spot. She chuckled at this reaction to her presence and moved so that her lips would graze your ear as she said "oh, my dear, did I surprise you? Did you not realize how close I had become?"

You do not reply. You couldn't. You knew you were safe, right? Yet you were terrified of her all the same. You simply shook your head no as you felt her lower her face to your neck and gently lick the spot she has pierced with a chuckle as she feels you shiver beneath her.

The storm continued to pick up outside and as it did, you feel her disappear from behind you. A bright flash of light lit the room up for a moment before you are plunged back into darkness as the room shook from thunder. As the thunder subsided a single candle was brought to life, pushing the darkness away. The light was just bright enough to be seen in the window and with this the reflection of what was behind you. Of what you are forbidden from looking at directly.

There it was that she stood, just upon this side of the candle. Her form silhouetted by the light of a single flame. You begin to turn your head before hearing a single click before you stop and immediately return to looking straight ahead. “Good pet,” is all she says, slow and sultry. The words a reward you did not even know you desired as you sit up that little bit straighter, and she chuckles.

Watching through the reflection on the window, she begins to dance. Smooth, fluid motions as the clothes she wears fall upon the floor one article at a time. As if she wore nothing but wisps of smoke after another one flutters to the ground till she holds but one single piece of sheer cloth wrapping around her as she moves closer and closer to you.

This last cloth she removes entirely and slides as if rope around her abdomen, betwixt her arms and along her torso as she slides across the floor. The cloth then used to blind you as she wraps it soft and yet securely around your face. She leans in close and says softly “Stand.” Trust, that is all you have as you do so for her. “Turn towards me,” and you turn towards where you heard her last speak. “Now strip, for me.” This final command causes you to shiver.

Slowly and clumsily, you begin to undress. Unsure of how you look as you do so you hope that it is appealing for her. You feel a gentle touch on your shoulder as you remove your shirt. A light scratch of a single nail down your spine, as you lower to undo your pants. You shiver as you feel her breath along your neck as you remove your final articles of clothing. You feel her gently guiding you, making you walk backwards, without a word till you suddenly feel her shove against your shoulders. With a gasp you fall upon the bed, though you do not remember the room you were in having one.

As you lay there you feel her crawling upon the bed towards you. Her hands grasping your thighs, slowly sliding up towards your abdomen. You feel her hair along your calves and her breath coming to rest, warm and damp upon you. You feel her take you in her hand and shudder as she blows cool air across the tip. Then, with little warning, engulfing you in the warmth of her mouth. As you reactively thrust upwards, she pushes your hips back down and pulls back chuckling “behave now.” You Feel her sit up, straddling your legs as the cool air of the room dries you.

“I am so proud of you. Keeping your hands at your sides must be so difficult.” She says teasingly, “You must be aching to reach out and touch me. To see how you hand feels against my side, my back, my breasts.” She pushes your legs apart and slides up on just one of your legs and presses down. You feel your leg become damp as she begins to slowly rock back and forth. “To feel my nipples as you feel your leg be used” she says as she lets a soft moan escape her lips.

“But that will have to be for another night, my pet.” She says painfully abruptly.” Lay still for a few moments after I leave the room then you may remove your blindfold. Goodnight.” She leans forward and kisses you softly on the cheek before slowly climbing off you, kissing your chest as she leaves you in the darkness and with nothing but the sound of your own ragged breath to keep you company.