I continue to feed you delectable morsels one after as you sit in the Club blindfolded. With the passage of time you can hear the sounds or more people in the room carrying on and laughing as they sit down to their own dinners. You have no idea how many people are there and have been singularly focussed on the sensations of the food your Master has been feeding you and his husky and oh so sexy whispers in your ear as he does so. Deprived of sight your world has been reduced to that which is in your immediate proximity.
“My God, you look so hot my pet,” I groan. “I want you so very badly.”
You have been turning me on so very much as I feed you and I lean over to give you a long passionate kiss. Blindfolded as you are, all your senses in this moment are concentrated at your lips and you reach behind my head and pull me in harder.
As our passion rises our breathing becomes raspy and needy and our lips part, tongues dancing to the ever increasing tempo of our heartbeats and breath. We have left the Club and are in our own private universe, not the least bit mindful of all the people seated around us.
Without care or concern I reach beneath your leg raising it to give me unfettered access. Moving up your thigh I quickly slide my fingers into the wetness that greets me there. We are lost…completely lost in each other. There is nothing else. Only us.
Caption © For the Love of A Submissive, 2012