Such a tale of “Contrast” need be told with Restrained Elegance…

Julia awoke to the feel of a blindfold on her eyes. She tested her limbs, only to find that they’d been securely bound.

She was naked, exposed and afraid.

The voice of her Master was soothing in her ear, making her relax.

“Tonight is about contrasts”, he said, placing a gentle kiss below her ear. “Enjoy what I have to give you Julia. All you have to do is take it.”

Julia forced herself to remain passive, trying not to squirm as her Master trailed a feather over her nipples. The touch was almost too gentle, and as her nipple hardened, his fingers grasped her other breast, mercilessly pinching the tip. When she gasped, he moved his hand downward, his fingertips teasing her stomach, her thighs and the backs of her knees… everywhere but where she needed.

She was dripping for him, desperate for something harder. When a whimper escaped her lips, he thrust two fingers in her ass, making her arch against her bonds.

As Julia squirmed, he gently kissed her lips.

“No coming yet,” he ordered, moving his fingers inside her.

She thrust her hips at him, but her Master withdrew. Another gentle kiss wet her lips, but she had no time to taste him before his teeth clamped down on the side of her neck, marking her, pleasuring her.

“You are mine,” he whispered, his soft breath teasing her.

“Yours,” she repeated, whimpering at his thumbs circled her nipples. She arched her chest to him, and his mouth was suddenly at her pussy, sucking hard at her clit.

Julia was close, desperate to come, every muscle tensed, straining against her ropes.

“Please, Sir,” she moaned as one finger slid gently into her pussy. “I need to come.”

“Then come,” he said, slapping her tits.

Sweetly submissive, Julia obeyed.