There's an old leather valise under your bed
Full of naughty, playful things
The noise it makes when you pop the lock
Causes wicked, inappropriate feelings
There's a feather, a blindfold & some black silk ties
Which you cheekily do reveal
As you make your way slowly across the room
Intent on making this real
You scoop me up in your tattooed arms
Gently laying me down
On the satin sheets, cool & soft
You take pleasure in removing my gown
My limbs aquiver as you stretch out my arms
Tying them to the bed
The blindfold is placed softly over my eyes
And secured behind my head
My legs left free, I squirm & shiver
Knowing what's coming my way
My heart beating fast, the time has come at last
For us your games to play
My breath coming heavy, my head in a spin
As I feel your feather on my chest
Spiralling down, steady & slow
As it reaches the peak of my breast
Tiny circles you draw, around & around
Creating sensations anew
My body ablaze with the heat of your lust
As I make my kinky debut
Delicate feather you guide as you drive me wild
Caressing my skin purposefully
I can sense your proximity, your scent fills the air
As I await your next move curiously
As the feather is lowered down to my mound
I moan & I writhe with pleasure
My thighs part themselves, I've lost all control
And I beg you to find my treasure
All of a sudden, the air becomes still
No movement but why have you stopped?
The feather's removed, my arms released
On the floor my blindfold is dropped
I see your grin, I am so confused
Was I not pleasing to you?
Your tender reply 'That was just Lesson One,
Tomorrow you'll learn Lesson Number Two'
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His Kinky Valise Series
PuisiScarlet, a fairly innocent & rather inexperienced woman, has recently moved into her very experienced & fetish seeker mans London home where he introduces her to the pleasures of BDSM by way of 'lessons'. They start out small with him teaching her...
