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“Move each item from the ottoman to the couch,” he instructed without looking at her. “Remove your top and shorts, leave the panties and bra, then lay on your back on the ottoman.”

A fantastic scene took planning, set up, and quick thinking on the fly. Everything can’t be planned out. However, going in completely blind is never advisable. It’s a rookie move. Dash knew what he’d use on her. He even knew what order he’d use them in. The things he left up to chance were how she’d be positioned, and whether she’d be bound. Her apartment had a little room, and there were no hard points. So, he’d work with what he had.

On her back, he used his ankle and wrist cuffs. Using the rope, he tied her ankles to her thighs. Once secure, he ran the rope under the ottoman so she wouldn’t be able to close her legs. From the bottom, on his knees, he looked up her body.

The lips of her bare pussy were visibly slick and puffy through the now darkened lace of her panties. Her belly sank in slightly from the position and she’d placed her arms over her head while she looked down at him through almost hooded eyes.

That look, the gaze of a woman who’d given him trust to immobilize her. She’d allowed him to make her more vulnerable by letting him restrain her. There was nothing more intoxicating than that sort of trust. Bolstered by the sense of pride in that, he rose to his feet and stood over her head.

Carrying more rope in his hands, he wasn’t sure if her gaze followed him or the rope. It didn’t matter. She didn’t know what he’d do. Frankly, he had already worked out how he’d tie her hands to keep them out of his way.

Crouching beside her, he positioned his cheek next to hers. “You know, panties are a privilege, not a right.” He ran the rope through the D ring of one cuff and then the other. “If they aren’t worn responsibly, you can be denied that privilege when we play.” He pulled the rope, watching her arms jerk and her breasts bounce.

Her breath hitched, making the most delightful squeak come from her.

“Your panties are soaked. If you ruin those pretty panties any more, I’m going to have to take them away from you.”

Her brows drew together as she whined. Her legs twitched as she tried to close them, causing him to smile at her struggle. One thing that Dash enjoyed as a sadist was the impossible to “win” scenarios for his play partners.

He crawled around and attached the rope for her arms to the rope to her legs, effectively tying her arms over her head. Getting to his feet, Dash stood back and admired the redhead he’d trussed up spread wide and open to him. The neon pink bra and panty set stood out against her pale skin, and the cut complemented her frame. Her hair splayed over the tan fabric of the ottoman. He probably should have put a towel down under her ass to protect the furniture. Well, damn, hindsight was always 20/20, wasn’t it?

Running his fingers through his beard, he contemplated whether to blindfold her. Gagging her was out of the question. The first session he never gagged his play partners. They needed to feel comfortable safe wording. It was hard to do when their mouth was stuffed with a gag. Blindfolds though, well, they added something. Plus, if he dropped anything, or got clumsy, they didn’t see it if they were blindfolded. So, he headed to the assortment of implements at his disposal and selected her blindfold.

Satin, black, and nothing special. It’d do, but she’d be able to see near the nose. It was the first session. Things wouldn’t be perfect. He knew that. Clover clamps and a riding crop. Turning, he did his best not to smile when he caught her watching him pick out the things he’d use on her.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” He waved a finger at her. “You’ve ruined the element of surprise.” He scolded and once again squatted behind her head. “Now, I most certainly will have to blindfold you,” he said as though he were still debating it.

Once he had it in place, or as in place as it would be, he placed the clover clamps on the ottoman.

“Open,” he ordered.

Her lips parted immediately.

“Good girl.” The crop went between her teeth. “Hold this.”

She closed her mouth. Running his hands over her shoulders, he slid them into the cups of her bra and took hold of the globes of her breasts. Her nostrils flared as she inhaled audibly. Against his palm, he felt the tight beading of her nipples.

Gently, he massaged them as he watched her squirm. Her breathing picked up while he waited for her to relax a bit into his grip. Tying and blindfolding a woman often left her tight and tense. Playing with her breasts loosened her up a bit, and turned her on. She arched into his hands, as best she could in her position, pulling at her restraints. He grinned.

He tugged down at the cups and pinched the nipples between his knuckles.

“Ahhh,” she let out, keeping the crop between her teeth.

Dragging his fingers along the flesh, he pinched harder with the tips of his fingers. Briefly at first, and she winced. Her breasts weren’t large, not much more than a handful. He suspected her nipples were pretty sensitive from her reactions. He pinched harder, pulling this time, so that her nipples stretched away from her chest.

“Ahhhh,” she cried out louder as she clenched her teeth around the crop.

“Don’t drop the crop,” he warned.

She whimpered.

Then he let go, reaching for the nipple clamps. She hissed when he applied one and yelped when the other bit down on the other nipple. Scooting back toward her head, he stroked her cheek. “They’re the perfect size.” He nipped at her neck again. “Have you ever thought of piercing them?”

“No,” she said around the crop.

“Hmmm.” He hummed before taking it from her mouth. She’d look fucking amazing with little rings through her nipples.

Her chest heaved as she fought with her restraints. As much as he wanted to keep moving, he had to give her a minute. She had experience with the nipple clamps. They weren’t low on her list, but they weren’t particularly high either. Probably middle of the list, if he remembered correctly. So, he let her get used to them before he introduced another sensation.

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