A captive to ravish (for prisonerslave)

[RavishAGirl]

In the beauty of the morning, I watch the sunlight come through the curtains across your soft, naked body. My eyes admire your feminine curves, the gentle swell of your hip and your enticing thighs. Your face looks so innocent, your eyes closed gently. The drug should be wearing off any moment. You barely noticed as I pulled your jeans from you, bared your body to my touch in the night. Oh, I didn't take you. Not yet. Oh, not yet. I want you awake beneath me.

Your wrists are captured above your head in a pair of metal cuffs, the thin chain wrapped around the head of the bed. As my eyes travel your body, they linger on the soft tuft of hair between your thighs, then on your ankle, lashed with a slender chain to the bedpost. Your other ankle still free.

Just a little powder in your drink at dinner was all it took. I could tell you weren't into this blind date, not much. You wanted to discuss our desire for each other more privately. I know that. Now you can. I can see your eyelashes fluttering slightly. In a moment or two you will be awake, chained and beautifully nude, stripped of all your confining clothes, stripped of everything that would have kept you from me. Here. Intimate. Vulnerable.

With a soft laugh, I cup your breast gently but firmly. Teasing your nipple with my warm breath before taking it slowly in my mouth, my hot, moist mouth. Enjoying you.

//Ravish