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You look down and see he is carrying something in his hand. He walks up to you and finally you understand. He’s going to blindfold you. A panic starts to build in you.

“Ah see something you don’t like?” He asks with a laugh.

“Don’t blindfold me please.” You cry.

“And I even get a please.” He says sarcastically as he moves over towards you.

“Please whatever you do don’t blindfold me. Please! ” You state the panic beginning to build in your voice.

He moves so that he is right up against you. He is holding the blindfold as if he would intend to choke you with it. You start to say something and he covers your mouth with his hand.

“Silence, now tell me. Why exactly don’t you want me to blindfold you?” He whispers into your ear.

You can’t answer him as you begin to cry. But your tears mean nothing to him.

“Is it because it would make you completely helpless and vulnerable or is it because you know it would make you lose your inhibitions?” He asks as he moves his hand from your mouth and slowly runs one finger across your cheek.

You start to answer but he places a gloved finger on your lips which by now are quivering. He takes the blindfold and starts to place it over your eyes. As your world goes dark, you start to struggle against him one more time. You’re starting to really panic as he ties the blindfold behind your head. You begin to shake and cry harder. You’re so mad at yourself because now you are actually whimpering.

“Not so strong and willful now are you? And to think I’ve still got one more dirty little idea up my sleeve.”He states as he grabs a hold of your chin and roughly moves your face around to where it is inches from his. You can feel his breath on your face.

Capturing you lips with his he slowly runs his hand up your thigh. You moan softly. He quickly backs away from you and you hear him walk away. You’re standing there blind and helpless and you’re thinking this is the worst thing you’ve ever gone thru. Is it possible he knew what you had endured in the past? You think maybe he doesn’t or he wouldn’t have left you so helpless. You try to free your hands but he’s got them tied too tight. Your shoulders are beginning to ache. You start to wonder if perhaps he’s left because it seems like hours go by. Suddenly you feel that familiar feel of leather on your skin. It startles you so you flinch.

“It’s okay mon cherie. Didn’t mean to leave you alone for so long.” He says softly as he pulls off his gloves.

“Sure you didn’t.” You bitterly reply.

“You think I’m so cruel. A monster perhaps? No mon cherie. I just see what I want and I take it.” He states with a mean tone in his voice.

“Even if it means rape?” You angrily ask.

“But you miss the main point. You cannot rape the willing. You want this. You may tell me no with your mouth but your body tells me other wise. I’ll bet if I slipped my hand down between your legs I would find you so wet for me. Besides give me a few moments and you’ll be begging for me to fuck you like there’s no tomorrow.” He states matter of factly.