My breath hitching, I stand still, my body beginning to tremble.
“I have plans for this evening," he continues, “and I expect you to obey me. Are you going to obey me?"
I nod, a hot flush rising up my neck that has nothing to do with embarrassment.
There is a rustling behind me; a soft sound, just on the edge of hearing. His mouth still close by my ear, he murmurs, “I'm going to blindfold you now..." He pauses. “... Yes?"
“Yes." My tremble increases, and as something soft and satiny winds around my eyes, Ryan stands close enough against me that he must be able to feel the quiver of my flesh against him.
The cloth binds around my face, and his fingers pass upwards from chin to forehead, brushing the silk back from my nose. “Alright? Not too tight? You can breathe?"
Dumbly, I nod. The
