The darkness had consumed every single cell in my body, anticipation devoured my mind. Every sense heightened, every figment of my being craved this and only this. My fingers grasping around the rope delicately wrapped around my wrists, i could feel every tuft of the woven material. Waiting for him to touch me, punish me.
The silence in the room was deafening, my breathing the only audible sound along with my quickening heart beat. I could feel the sweat collecting on my temple from utter frustration, tingling sensations occurred all over my body causing me to reel ever so slightly against the silk bed sheets. Oh how i needed him.
I knew he stood at the foot of the bed watching my every action, imagining all the things he could do to me, all the ways i was his, and all the ways he was mine.
"Do you trust me?" he asks, his tone raspy and excited
"Always"
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