Message-ID: <12084eli$9806121119@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: anonymyte@my-dejanews.com Subject: {Anonymyte} "The Basement" (Mf bdsm) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6lpuj6$b00$1@nnrp1.dejanews.com> This is a work of fiction. Don't read it if you are under eighteen, or if you are offended by this sort of thing. The Basement - a short story I enter the room and go to the table. I see the hand-written note, and a black scarf. My heart begins to pump harder as I read the instructions. Part of me cannot believe that I am here, doing this. Part of me is scared. With trembling hands I unbutton my blouse, and shakily remove all my clothes. I pick up the scarf, and tie it tightly over my eyes, under my long blonde hair. I am tempted to leave a gap so that I can see a little, but I convince myself that I should do it properly. Blindly I stand, shivering in the cool room, feeling incredibly vulnerable and naked. I remember the instructions and call out, “I’m ready.” I wait with my hands by my side, listening intently for his footsteps. I hear nothing, and a frightened sigh escapes my lips. This might be a very big mistake. Can I trust him? I almost rip the blindfold off in terror as I feel his hand touch my cheek. Somehow he has managed to sneak up silently. “Shhh, ” He calms me, and I feel my nipples harden at the sound of his voice. I remember how his hands felt upon my skin last night, as we lay together in the afterglow and he told me what he wanted from me, and I sigh. My skin yearns to be touched again. “Are you ready to do what I tell you?” He asks me. I nod, unable to verbalize. He brushes his fingers across my lips and whispers, “Open your mouth.” This is the next step in my commitment. Once I comply, I will be unable to speak until he allows me to. I hesitate, and he waits patiently until I finally overcome my trepidation and open my mouth. “Wider....” He tells me as he pushes a large ball between my teeth. It fills my mouth completely, pinning my tongue down and forcing my jaw to stay open. I try to close my lips over it, but it is too big. I feel him strapping it arou> | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----