"First we have to make you more receptive," my lover said. "Make sure you can feel everything."
I tugged against my restraints. "Do we really need these?" The only answer I got was an impish smile.
We began with the soft leather. I enjoyed the contrast between the smooth coolness and the warm roughness as my lover dragged the strap of hide along my body. Then we tried a strip of cotton. Soon I could count the individual threads as the cloth rasped over my skin. After that was the silk. My lover draped a square of thin gauze across me, teasing me with its touch.
When I had recovered my breath enough to speak, I looked my lover in the eyes. "That was ... beautiful," I said. I relaxed, letting the restraints hold my tired limbs in place.
My lover nodded. "It's like sharpening a razor. We're honing your senses."
"What next?"
My lover held up the pinwheel, showing off the glittering needles. "This."
Soon I was screaming.
