H's Story - Part 1 - Sex Stories

H's Story - Part 1

... question was rhetorical but she couldn't help wondering just what he meant. Then she felt something warm on her back, near the base, then something else warm but more slippery right on her left buttock. She felt something moving the first item and heard a bottle of something being shaken and felt little drops around the thing on her buttock. Oooh, it... it burned a little. Then, something... something flowed slowly over her back around the edges of whatever was there. "Hold this, please," he said, placing a glass of something cold in her hands. "Can you smell it, my little sweet one?" She could, orange juice but so fresh. She longed for a taste. Then she felt a straw against her lips. "Open, my little sweet one. Take a sip." It was fantastic. Whether it was the quality of the juice or not having her sight taken away, it was the best she had ever tasted. She heard some music start, some soft, slow instrumental but her mind went quickly to what was going on across her back. She felt pressure then, ever so slightly, a pricking and something hard tracing lines across it right where that thing had been placed. She heard him breathe in deeply and let out a very small moan. "Sniff this, my little sweet one." The warm, rich scent of maple syrup flooded her nostrils. "Open, please, my little sweet one." She opened her mouth and he put in a bit of light, fluffy pancake soaked in warm syrup. Again, it was exquisite. "I ...

... bring my own syrup. This is a fine hotel but you can't count on them having real Vermont Maple. Open again, please." Another bite. She chewed slowly. Then she felt the pricking and slicing on her bottom. The burning spread a bit. It wasn't painful, just noticeable. "Open again, please." She did and this time it was slippery and... oh, an egg and... Aaahhh ! Her mouth was on fire. Hot sauce! It was drenched in hot sauce. She fought to force herself to swallow and did but she was panting when she opened her mouth. He was chuckling as he slid another big bite of pancake in. Luckily, it cooled the fire completely. "Not big on spicy, huh? Well, I'll keep that to myself then." He continued to share the pancakes though and let her sip the orange juice until, apparently, both were completely gone. He stood and she felt something cool and moist wiping the areas where the food had been. He sat her up, removed her blindfold and the tape from around her wrists. He guided her to kneel in front of him. "Now, I'm going to tell you what's going to happen the rest of the day. It's going to seem a bit overwhelming but I know you are more than capable of handling it and I will be here to guide you through it." He smiled at her, a deep, genuine "I can't help but smile at you" smile and she melted. Yes, she thought, whatever came, as long as he was here she could handle it and whatever he would have her do, she would do it and do it well.