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<Dim the lights, Scarlet. Lock the door. Close the
curtains. Concentrate on what I’m doing to you. I’m unbuttoning your shirt,
slowly, allowing my little finger to graze the swell of your breasts, which
rise towards me as you inhale deeply. I ease my fingertips under the lace of
your bra, teasing the dark skin of your areola, almost blueberry black against
the delicate cream lace. I reach behind to unhook your bra, allowing your heavy
tits to fall from the cups. I stand back, admiring the wondrous sight in front
of my eyes. I’m determined not to move towards you, just to watch the rise and
fall of those gorgeous breasts as your breathing deepens. You’re puzzled,
wanting my touch. You move towards me, your hands reaching out. Your finger
touches the back of my hand. I take a step back. I must punish you. Remember
the rules. Do you know what you have done wrong, Scarlet? Look at the
rules.>
<I touched you.>
<You touched me. Do you know what must happen?>
Romaine felt a flutter of excitement. She was enjoying this.
<You’ll punish me.>
<Right. I take a silk rope and tie your hands behind your
back. You must not break the rules. You’re new to the game so I’ll forgive you
this once. But you must not break the rules again. Tying your hands behind your
back pushes those gorgeous breasts towards me, like they’re challenging me,
proud, disobedient. I take up the gauntlet and run my fingers over your
breasts, thumbs rubbing against those hard, dark nipples, over and over, round
and round until they pucker and harden and I take one between my lips, biting
gently. But you’ve been a bad girl, and I bite harder, making you gasp and pull
away. I can see the marks of my teeth against that tender skin. I nibble my way
from your breasts down, past your ribs, my fingers preceding until they reach
your panties. I smooth them down over your hips, my lips whispering past the
mass of crinkly black hair. My fingers skim your feet, your calves, your thighs
and embed themselves between your thighs, feeling the heat, the wetness. You
are hot for me, aren’t you?>
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