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Mistress Carissa

Erotic tryst with Mesmerizing beauty...

Its late one night, I've been curled up on the sofa in front of the fire reading a book with my cat curled up next to me keeping me company. I look at the top of the fire place and decide its time for bed. I put the book down, turn off the fire and head towards the bedroom. I flick the light switch in the bedroom, but nothing happens, I slowly walk across the bedroom to find the free standing church candle holder that I keep in the corner. I light each of the 6 candles and the room slowly lights up with a soft glowing light. I turn back around and walk over to the bed pulling my jumper over my head as I go, turning momentarily to chuck it over into the wash basket by the door. I kick my trainers off and push them under the bed and slide my trousers down over my hips and let them fall into a heap at my feet. As I step out of the trousers I reach round and undo the clasp of my bra letting the straps slip down over my shoulders, down my arms and eventually letting it fall to the floor. sliding my hands down to my hips I hook my thumbs into the sides of my satin thong and gently slide it down my legs to join the pile of clothes that has now gathered there. I lean forward and pull back the black satin sheets that are on my King-size 4 poster bed and sit on the edge of the mattress. Swinging my legs round, I slide into the middle of the bed, the satin sheets soft against my skin, the soft glowing flames of the candles reflecting in the mirror on the wall, making the room seem so different. I lean back against the pillows and pull the satin sheet up around my shoulders, shivering slightly as the satin tickles my skin. I lie and watch the dancing flames of the candles as I slowly drift off to sleep. I wake up suddenly, it takes me a few seconds but I can sense someone else in the room, I'm lying face down on the bed, and I feel slightly strange. I open my eyes, but I can't see anything, I lie still for a moment, I can feel a strand of my hair across my face, as I go to raise my hand to tuck it behind my ear, I realise I've been tied up. I can't move, and then it dawns on me that I've been blindfolded. My first instinct is to get the hell out of there, heart racing I struggle but I soon realise I'm fighting a loosing battle, not only are my arms tied above my head, but I soon realise that my ankles to have been bound. My minds spinning, trying to work out what's happening to me. I lie still as I try to work out who is in the room with me, is it someone I know? a stranger? is it someone playing a joke? am I in danger? with my mind in overdrive it takes me a couple of seconds to pick up on the sound of someone walking across the room. I dare not breath, so I can hear every move they make. the footsteps come to a halt somewhere to my left hand side, then, again, nothing, I can only sense there being there, I can't hear them or see them, I'm totally reliant on my hearing, but even now that's of no help. Against my better instincts I begin to relax slightly, I can feel the comforting silkiness of the satin beneath me, and the warmth of the covers feel as though they are protecting me from who ever else is in the room with me. The bonds that hold me still feel soft against the skin on my wrists and ankles and the more I begin to relax, the more I realise that my body is starting to respond to the situation I'm in. I'm warm but I get a shiver down my spine, and I can feel my nipples harden against the satin sheets beneath me. I've forgotten about the feeling of someone watching me as I concentrate on the feel of the satin sheets and the bonds that are restraining me. Any normal person by now would be scream and shouting, begging to be untied, but as this thought passes through my mind, I realise that this is always what I've wanted, to be controlled, to be tied up and blindfolded, to be completely at someone else's mercy. Without warning, my thoughts are pushed from my mind, as I feel the satin of the covers above me begin to move down slowly over my body. the satin gently slides down my back, revealing my naked back and shoulders to who ever is in the room with me. The satin stops for a moment then starts again, even more slowly than before, down the small of my back, over my bottom, and down my legs until I am completely uncovered, and completely exposed to my intruder. The feelings of panic start setting in again, Being tied up by someone u trust is one thing, being tied up by someone who's broken into your home is another! I hear footsteps again and breathing, and catch the scent of male after shave. Its a nice one, I can't tell which, but I'm sure its expensive. I breath in the scent, there's something strangely calming about it and again I start to relax. I hear the click of a lighter, I figure the power must still be down as I can smell newly lighted candles now instead of the after shave. The footsteps come back towards the bed and at last I get my first clue as to what's happening, I can feel the side of the bed sink slightly as the person sits down, they lean over and whisper so quietly that I can hardly hear them ' relax, this is your fantasy come true!' not that many people know about my fantasy, so I at least I now know that I know this person! For several minutes nothing happens, I'm left lying there, all I can hear is my heartbeat and his breathing. I try to imagine what he'll do, but I'm so turned on by this point that every thought I have vanishes as quickly as it appears. I don't know how long I've been lying there but it seems live ages now, I'm silently begging him to do something, anything, touch me, say something, anything, yet I'm left there, with still no clue as to what will happen. I begin to get frustrated, the cool night air on my skin is making me shiver in contrast to the heat that is rising between my legs. As if reading my mind, at last, I feel his fingers gently running down my back, and back up over my hip, I moan softly into the pillow as his fingers run lightly up the side of my body, gently brushing against the side of my breast as he carries on up to my shoulders and up to my finger tips. I feel him move slightly on the bed and the feel his hand again, but on the other side of me this time as he repeats the who process again. his hand runs down the back of the top of my leg, down my calf and stops at my ankle, he leaves his hand there for a few seconds, and then starts untying my ankle, then I feel my leg being pushed to the side of the bed, and feel the bond again as my ankle is tied back up. His hand moves across to my other ankle and repeats the same thing again, so by the time he's finished tying me back up, I'm lying face down on the bed spread out for all the world to see . He moves around on the bed again, he doesn't say anything but I swear I can feel him smiling as he looks over me, I know he's looking at me, I can feel his eyes boring into my back, and I can feel them...