Frustration

With the blindfold on, Sasha considered the rest of her senses were on high alert. She could hear her blood rushing in her ears and the heat of Rin’s breath, as he hovered over her exposed body parts, was blistering. The leather of the chair felt cool against her naked flesh and her yet she felt almost stuck to it somehow as if she were glued in place. She was horny as hell and she wanted to tell him to hell with his games and to just throw her on the sofa and fuck her frustrations away. She knew he wouldn’t though. He was the master and he didn’t take orders. He gave them. She was questioning her judgement as the need for him to be buried inside her intensified with the possibility if she failed this lesson, he would keep his perfect dick to himself for the day.

“Put your hands on the arms of the chair and you are not permitted to move them unless I say.”

Obedience lessons were a bitch, she decided as she considered in her frustrated thoughts how much she wanted to