Blind Trust - Sex Stories

Blind Trust

Your mind swirled with thoughts. Work, him, rope, blindfolds, you wanted to trust, but you couldn’t, could you? Is it possible that you could give up control? You and he had discussed it several times. You wanted to, but you just weren’t sure. Being tied up is not what bothered you, it was what you couldn’t you see that worried you. As you pulled into the parking space of the Hotel, you knew you had to do it. Or at least you had to try, just once. He saw you drive into the parking lot. He watched as you arranged your purse. It was as if you were mustering up all the energy you had to step out of the car. He waited silently as he watched you. The room was prepared. The ropes were laid out on the bed. Fresh batteries had been installed in the various toys he had assembled. A metallic vibrating egg, an eight inch vibrator along with several smaller vibrators lay on the night stand. Beside them stood a bottle of baby oil along with a glass of crushed ice. The moisture gathered on the sides of cup as you watched her. You opened the car door and stepped out. The bright sun reflected off the car and blinded you momentarily as you closed the car door and clicked the remote. The car horn honked once reminding you that you had secured your car. He stood up and stepped to the door. You held your breath as you raised your hand to knock on the door. As your hand started to come down to knock on the door, it opened. He smile greeted you pleasantly as the door opened. He calmly took your ...

... hand and guided you slowly inside where he quietly locked the door behind the two of you. It took a moment for your eyes to adjust from the bright glare outdoors to the subtle low lit room inside. As your eyes adjusted, he took your coat off your shoulders and laid it neatly in a chair where you had dropped your purse. The bed spread had been turned down. It was a nice queen size bed. You saw the various toys on the night stand by the bed. On one side were the collection of toys and the other side were a glass of ice water. You turned around and faced him for the first time. Your dark eyes took him in. His dark hair combed straight back without a part. His face appeared almost stern, yet gentle with just a hint of stubble on his chin. He was no body builder that was obvious. His stomach hung a little over his belt that appeared to be a little too tight. When he walked, he had a slight limp he had not mentioned before. But all that didn’t seem to matter. You were here now and that was all that mattered to you. He was captivated by your bright beautiful eyes. Your short brown hair fell down to one side, almost hiding one of your pretty eyes. His eyes explored you, taking note of how you stood before him. Your hands clasped in front of you. Your head turned down just a bit. The strings holding up your thin blouse d****d over your shoulders supporting the thin material of your tan blouse. It was clear you were not wearing a blouse as your pert nipples were obvious beneath the thin ...