“It was naughty of you, but I was also flattered.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“But maybe you broke more than a rule between you and I, and on a grander scale, broke a community rule.”
By the way her eyebrows disappeared behind the blindfold, clearly, she didn’t understand.
“Community rules, no topping from the bottom.”
She nodded. Her whole body flushed.
I chuckled and leaned over, smelling her hair, then reached around and untied her robe and slid if off her shoulders. I provided her with a pair a boy shorts and the robe and nothing else.
“But, if it left you feeling guilty, then yes.” I kissed her shoulder and ran the back of my hand down her spine. She reacted to my touch so beautifully. “I think we should get your punishment over with so I can enjoy you tonight without any barriers.”
She swallowed. “Thank you, sir.” Her shoulders relaxed.
“Stand up.” As she obeyed, the robe slid off the bench and fell around her feet. I guided her hand to the end of the bench. “Walk around to the end and lean down. Arms clasped underneath the bench.”
I purposely turned away from her, not wanting to tempt myself. Her flesh was already so enticing. A glimpse of her perfect tits would test my resolve and I needed to be in control tonight. More so than ever because I wanted nothing more than to sink myself into her softness and she had already given me consent to fuck her. I would not, though. I was willing to give my Lucinda all the pleasure she desired, but denying my own pleasure would be my punishment.
She felt her way around the side of the bench and then slid into position. Her arms fell and she clasped her hands at the wrists.
I grabbed a silk tie and knelt.
“I’m going to tie your wrists together.”
“Thank you, Sir,” she whispered.
A calm settled into my chest. I carefully wrapped the rope around her forearms and continued around her wrists and hands to the forearm on her other arm.
She didn’t test it. She trusted me.
I took another red silk tie, big enough to secure her to the bench, and wrapped it around her waist, then tied it off with a bow. My present to unwrap later.
“There you are, now I’m going to remove your shorts.”
I peeled them down her ass, kneeling behind her. “Step out of them.” She lifted her left foot and then her right. I stood, but made the mistake of looking up first. Her delectable ass and a slight hint of her pussy came into view.
Fuck me.
She was perfect.
The angle of Lucinda’s most precious parts catapulted me into a memory I hid buried deep in the recesses of my brain. I used to call on it too often to count. The first time I’d noticed my sweet little Lulu had developed into a goddess with curves in all the right places. She wore a barely there pink bikini and bent down to dry herself off after coming out of the pool. I caught a glimpse of her pussy and most of her ass poking out.
I’d spent months rubbing my cock raw thinking about her, imagining what was underneath the sliver of fabric. I had a perfect fucking imagination, but when I left her, I buried it along with my feelings.
But now I didn’t need to wonder any longer.
Chapter Eight
Lucinda
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The cool air hit my ass and I shivered. The dynamic in the room shifted slightly, but I wasn’t sure what caused it.
He had peeled off my shorts but then went silent.
