soon to be torturer.
“I’m sorry?” quickly realizing she had been asked a question.
“I asked, what did you have in mind for tonight?” Selene’s low seductive voice mesmerized Clarissa immediately. She was exactly what Clarissa was looking for tonight. She could feel her body tighten with excitement, and she thought about the promise the night held for her. A quick appraisal of Selene, and Clarissa let a slow, seductive smile flash briefly.
“You’re perfect,” Clarissa said, then took a sip of champagne. The soft curves of Selene’s body caught Clarissa’s attention as she assessed her companion again. The robe she wore opened slightly and Clarissa caught a quick glimpse of a generous breast. She was sure the robe opening was no accident, but averted her eyes anyway. A quick glance back at Selene and she was sure the woman was flirting with her.
“So, Michael has told you that I am not for….” Moving a finger to her lips, Selene looked as though she were searching for something.
“You’re not for the faint of heart, I believe he said.” Clarissa let her gaze linger on Selene’s lips and then licked her own. “I’m sure I can handle you, but I have a few rules of my own. If we can’t agree, then I will be happy to have someone else see to my needs.” Clarissa knew she wanted Selene and she knew Selene wanted her. Clarissa explained what she wanted for the evening. The seductive banter between the two women was short lived as Selene rose and walked out of the room.
Another knock on the door and the same woman who delivered the champagne had a small bundle in her hands. Handing it to Clarissa, she informed her, “Selene said that you should undress and wear what you like out of these items.” Casting her eyes down, she retreated and closed the door again.
Clarissa felt herself starting to lose control. She needed to be released and soon or she was going to do something she didn’t want to do. She picked up each item, each one smaller than the last. Finally deciding on a small robe, a halter and a pair of panties, she heard the knock on the door again. This time, Selene didn’t wait to enter. Clarissa watched as she carried the items for the night and meticulously laid each one out on the sofa.”
“Are you ready?”
“I…I think I need to explain something before we start.” Clarissa looked at each item on the sofa and felt a chill run through her body. She could get this started soon enough but she had to warn Selene before they stared.
Putting a hand up, Selene stopped her, “Please, I know why you’re here and I know what you need.”
“But—”
“Trust me.” Clarissa noticed Selene had changed and wore the accoutrements of her job. Tall leather boots and a small, barely there outfit, left little to the imagination and yet it would be what Clarissa would fantasize about for years. Selene grabbed Clarissa’s hand and softly stroked it. “Trust me, I can handle you.”
Clarissa felt herself relax into Selene’s touch and nodded her agreement. Selene slowly disrobed Clarissa and made a show of picking up the blindfold she had brought in. Clarissa felt herself being assessed by Selene as she walked around her. The blindfold draped over Clarissa’s eyes and she felt it tugged tight against her head as Selene knotted it. Her mind and her body were on fire as her senses took over. She felt a hand glide up and down her arms and she tingled at the touch. Cuffs were closed around her wrists in the front and she was lead to her right, her arms then stretched over her head. Clarissa could smell Selene as she nuzzled her nose in Clarissa’s hair, then pulled it to the side and in front of her body.
A snap of leather echoed behind her as she felt the vibration of it in the air. Clarissa’s body tensed knowing she was about to find relief for her tortured mind. A firm whack against her backside surprised her.
“Relax. I want to get your body ready to accept my stroke.” A cool
“I’m sorry?” quickly realizing she had been asked a question.
“I asked, what did you have in mind for tonight?” Selene’s low seductive voice mesmerized Clarissa immediately. She was exactly what Clarissa was looking for tonight. She could feel her body tighten with excitement, and she thought about the promise the night held for her. A quick appraisal of Selene, and Clarissa let a slow, seductive smile flash briefly.
“You’re perfect,” Clarissa said, then took a sip of champagne. The soft curves of Selene’s body caught Clarissa’s attention as she assessed her companion again. The robe she wore opened slightly and Clarissa caught a quick glimpse of a generous breast. She was sure the robe opening was no accident, but averted her eyes anyway. A quick glance back at Selene and she was sure the woman was flirting with her.
“So, Michael has told you that I am not for….” Moving a finger to her lips, Selene looked as though she were searching for something.
“You’re not for the faint of heart, I believe he said.” Clarissa let her gaze linger on Selene’s lips and then licked her own. “I’m sure I can handle you, but I have a few rules of my own. If we can’t agree, then I will be happy to have someone else see to my needs.” Clarissa knew she wanted Selene and she knew Selene wanted her. Clarissa explained what she wanted for the evening. The seductive banter between the two women was short lived as Selene rose and walked out of the room.
Another knock on the door and the same woman who delivered the champagne had a small bundle in her hands. Handing it to Clarissa, she informed her, “Selene said that you should undress and wear what you like out of these items.” Casting her eyes down, she retreated and closed the door again.
Clarissa felt herself starting to lose control. She needed to be released and soon or she was going to do something she didn’t want to do. She picked up each item, each one smaller than the last. Finally deciding on a small robe, a halter and a pair of panties, she heard the knock on the door again. This time, Selene didn’t wait to enter. Clarissa watched as she carried the items for the night and meticulously laid each one out on the sofa.”
“Are you ready?”
“I…I think I need to explain something before we start.” Clarissa looked at each item on the sofa and felt a chill run through her body. She could get this started soon enough but she had to warn Selene before they stared.
Putting a hand up, Selene stopped her, “Please, I know why you’re here and I know what you need.”
“But—”
“Trust me.” Clarissa noticed Selene had changed and wore the accoutrements of her job. Tall leather boots and a small, barely there outfit, left little to the imagination and yet it would be what Clarissa would fantasize about for years. Selene grabbed Clarissa’s hand and softly stroked it. “Trust me, I can handle you.”
Clarissa felt herself relax into Selene’s touch and nodded her agreement. Selene slowly disrobed Clarissa and made a show of picking up the blindfold she had brought in. Clarissa felt herself being assessed by Selene as she walked around her. The blindfold draped over Clarissa’s eyes and she felt it tugged tight against her head as Selene knotted it. Her mind and her body were on fire as her senses took over. She felt a hand glide up and down her arms and she tingled at the touch. Cuffs were closed around her wrists in the front and she was lead to her right, her arms then stretched over her head. Clarissa could smell Selene as she nuzzled her nose in Clarissa’s hair, then pulled it to the side and in front of her body.
A snap of leather echoed behind her as she felt the vibration of it in the air. Clarissa’s body tensed knowing she was about to find relief for her tortured mind. A firm whack against her backside surprised her.
“Relax. I want to get your body ready to accept my stroke.” A cool
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