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Jake knelt beside me on the bed. I couldn’t see him, but I could feel him, and finally, he was touching me. It had gone from feather touches to fingertips, to his mouth moving along every inch of my body, except for the areas I wanted him to touch so desperately.
For days it went on like this, until long last, one evening he said it was time. He was going to take off the blindfold and he would be taking me to bed. There were no expectations, other than that I submit to him completely. I was shocked to find that all I wanted to do after my eyes adjusted to the light, was to crawl into bed with him and feel my skin against his.
“Things are going to get rough,” he said as he pulled me close. “I’m going to demand things of you and you are going to give them because you are my submissive a
