Exhibit A: This Is Your Brain On...
It's late and the house is dark. He's already gone to bed. I'm disappointed but I understand. It's late and he's had a long day. I quietly go in, take off my shoes, and walk upstairs.
When I open the bedroom door the first thing I see are the candles. One on each side of the bed. The rest of the room is dark. From the corner he speaks, "Close the door." I draw in my breath and do as he said. From the tone in his voice I have an idea of what he has planned for me and I can feel myself getting turned on already. I wait to see what he wants of me, barely breathing in the quiet room.
Just when I feel that he is baiting me, he speaks again, "Go to the bed and undress. Slowly."
I walk across the room to the bed and when I get there I see that the restraints are out. Hands and feet. And there is a blindfold on my pillow. I smile to myself and wish that he would stop teasing me. I am looking forward to his touch...
I slowly unbutton my shirt and shrug it off my shoulders and to the floor. I leave my bra on and remove my jeans instead. Unbuttoning them slowly, sliding them softly down my legs... I know he's watching me and enjoying the show that I am giving him. As I take my pants completely off, I turn my back to him and bend over, I know he loves to see me this way. Finally I straighten and stretch as I turn to face him. Reaching back I unhook my bra and slip it down my arms and toss it aside. I smile just a little as I reach to cup my breasts and pinch my nipples.
He speaks again, "Very nice. But I didn't say to touch yourself. You'll have to be punished for that later. Lie down and put the blindfold on."
I can barely control my breathing as I situate myself on the bed and tie on the blindfold. This is the hard part. Exciting and frustrating at the same time. I feel more naked this way than any other time. Because I can't see his eyes on me or read his expression. Is he pleased with what he sees? I lie there waiting, my ears straining to hear him move, to know that he is coming toward me finally...
Instead I smell him. The scent of his own skin blended with amber, musk, and patchouli. He's wearing Schwarzer Mond. He nows that I love that scent and what it does to me. Just the smell of it makes me think of sex and having him dominate me and control me. And now he's making my fantasy come true.
Finally he touches me and I realize that he's wearing soft leather gloves. The sensation is incredible. As he runs his hands over my body he leans down and his hair falls onto my breasts. He takes my wrists in his hands and pulls them above my head, I can't help but draw in my breath.
He holds my wrists as he buckles the restraints around them, trapping them over my head. Then he slowly drags his body down mine, breathing softly over my most intimate parts as he pulls my legs apart and restrains them as well.
"Now we can begin" he says...
When I open the bedroom door the first thing I see are the candles. One on each side of the bed. The rest of the room is dark. From the corner he speaks, "Close the door." I draw in my breath and do as he said. From the tone in his voice I have an idea of what he has planned for me and I can feel myself getting turned on already. I wait to see what he wants of me, barely breathing in the quiet room.
Just when I feel that he is baiting me, he speaks again, "Go to the bed and undress. Slowly."
I walk across the room to the bed and when I get there I see that the restraints are out. Hands and feet. And there is a blindfold on my pillow. I smile to myself and wish that he would stop teasing me. I am looking forward to his touch...
I slowly unbutton my shirt and shrug it off my shoulders and to the floor. I leave my bra on and remove my jeans instead. Unbuttoning them slowly, sliding them softly down my legs... I know he's watching me and enjoying the show that I am giving him. As I take my pants completely off, I turn my back to him and bend over, I know he loves to see me this way. Finally I straighten and stretch as I turn to face him. Reaching back I unhook my bra and slip it down my arms and toss it aside. I smile just a little as I reach to cup my breasts and pinch my nipples.
He speaks again, "Very nice. But I didn't say to touch yourself. You'll have to be punished for that later. Lie down and put the blindfold on."
I can barely control my breathing as I situate myself on the bed and tie on the blindfold. This is the hard part. Exciting and frustrating at the same time. I feel more naked this way than any other time. Because I can't see his eyes on me or read his expression. Is he pleased with what he sees? I lie there waiting, my ears straining to hear him move, to know that he is coming toward me finally...
Instead I smell him. The scent of his own skin blended with amber, musk, and patchouli. He's wearing Schwarzer Mond. He nows that I love that scent and what it does to me. Just the smell of it makes me think of sex and having him dominate me and control me. And now he's making my fantasy come true.
Finally he touches me and I realize that he's wearing soft leather gloves. The sensation is incredible. As he runs his hands over my body he leans down and his hair falls onto my breasts. He takes my wrists in his hands and pulls them above my head, I can't help but draw in my breath.
He holds my wrists as he buckles the restraints around them, trapping them over my head. Then he slowly drags his body down mine, breathing softly over my most intimate parts as he pulls my legs apart and restrains them as well.
"Now we can begin" he says...