You’ll be nude – as you always are when I picture us playing. I want to say that my hands will be steady as I bind you to the bed, but we both know that a combination of over-excitement, lust, and nerves will betray me, and they’ll be shaking, just a small amount. But bound you will be, spread eagle – and then I’ll place the blindfold on.

I’ll pinch your left nipple and lift, smacking the underside of your breast as I do so.

Smack, smack, smack. I can’t say how many times, but I want to hear you squeak. I want to see your body writhing. I want to hear you gasping. I want to watch you try to maintain your composure with the pain, and I want to know that you’re fighting a losing battle. I want tears.

And before you cry out, before you beg me to stop, perhaps a single strike before that “I need to break” moment, I’ll stop.

I want to watch your body flinch, expecting the next blow. I want to watch your whole body tense, anticipating a single late strike. I want to watch the tension leave, replaced with timidity — where you’re certain that one last strike is awaiting you. I want to hear you whimper in anticipation, and I want those whimpers to turn to those of frustration as I release your nipple.

And then I want to take in the sight of your body in front of me.

Light touches up your legs — fingertips running along your shaved legs, from your ankles to your knees, and then lifting my hands only to travel the same path, and the same path again – allowing my fingers to travel a tiny bit further closer to the valley between your legs each time, but always stopping the path before getting there.

Watching your hips thrust, trying to get my fingers to touch you where we both know you need me to touch you, I slap.

I need to hear you yelp. I need to watch your hips stop their thrust. And I need to see just how wet you get with the pain.

I’ll pull your hair back and claim your mouth with my own. I need to feel your desire through your tongue.

Then I’ll lick your right nipple — making it erect as I suck it and play with it. I want to kiss all around your breast before progressing to nibbles and then bites.

I want to smell your lust as your body reacts to my teeth.

And then I want to put two fingers inside of you. I want you to cum — and I want you to cum hard. My thumb working your clit, I’ll finger fuck you and suck your nipple.

I want to hear you cry out my name, again and again before I withdraw my hand and bite a bit harder than I had.

And then I want to watch how you react as I figure out what might come next.

Letting my fingernails trace the valley between your beasts and down your belly, I remind you that I’ll need pictures of the breast bruises every day until they’re healed.

And then I’ll remind you that your backside hasn’t been touched just yet….