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   In the darkness.........

   Again...at last...the dark.  The dark behind her eyes...behind the scarf
bound tightly around her head.  Blinding her to her surroundings...left for
a moment with nothing but her thoughts and what her body felt.  And it did
feel...many things.  The cuffs were soft...but tight enough to hold
her...pull her arms toward the ceiling where they were
fastened...stretching her muscles...pulling at her joints...not quite
painful...not quite comfortable.  Her ankles were secured in much the same
manner...pushed wide apart...held to a bar that didn't allow her to move
them closer...testing her balance...exposing every inch of her to Them. 
The blindfold took all the shame from her naked body...even knowing They
were watching.  She couldn't see Them.  She could relax a bit...but only a
bit.  It wasn't easy...or very wise...to relax too much...arms
stretched...legs spread.  Cool air blew over her...causing a
shiver...drying the moisture that seeped from her...interrupted only when
He stood at her back...His body...close...breath warm on her neck.  He knew
her well enough...how her body responded...the secret places...what she
wanted...needed.  His hands glided smoothly up and down her sides...over
her belly...nearly lulling her into a trance.  Then, it began as it always
did...the question...so few words...so much riding on the answer.  "Will
you submit to Me?"...whispered...softly...like a caress.  Two words...the
answer...given swiftly...returning His whisper..."Yes, Sir."...it began. 
He moved all around her...touching...as she waited...trying to
anticipate....what would be first.  The sharp slap of His hand on her ass
brought her to reality and, before she could prepare for it., the second
one fell...startling...loud.  Again His hand struck...and again...always
twice...one echoing the other...no rhythm to them...impossible to predict.
She felt movement in front of her...stirring the air...His voice..."My
favorite thing." Before she could steel herself, an open hand fell full and
hard against one breast...her moan barely begun before she felt the pain in
the other one...the second slap...always two...always.  Again and again He
struck...no harder...the repetition alone escalating the
sensation...deepening her response.  His hand slid forcefully between her
legs...testing her wetness...probing...making her gasp...weakening her
knees...her resolve.  And She was watching...carefully...closely.  Her mere
presence always felt...heightening all awareness.  A different set of hands
were on her belly...moving up...gripping her
breasts...squeezing...tightening their grip.  As the leather fell from
behind Her fingers seized both nipples...pinching...no release...harder. 
Assaulted from front and back she was becoming lost in the
sensations...moaning...almost constantly...bathed in pain...and desire. 
The air was cool but, ass stinging...breasts throbbing...she was burning
inside and out...on fire...wanting release...but it was still too
soon...and she knew it.  Time slowed down...crawled...not keeping up with
her desire.  But, she had to ask...to beg...for what she wanted...craved.
"Please, Sir, please let me cum?" She heard the words come from her own
mouth...almost whispered...hoarse.  And she heard His answer..."not yet
pet"...knew what it would be...but dared to hope otherwise.  She felt the
groan of disappointment rise in her throat...heard the slight chuckle in
His response.  Time had stopped...had become immeasurable...loomed before
her.  It would seem like forever before permission came...and there would
be a price for it.  But it was very far away...it had only been a minute
since the scarf was tied around her head...bringing the darkness...and her
thoughts...for Their pleasure.
   .......annie