I’m going to give you your store phone and when you hear it ringing you may take the blindfold off.”
“Yes, sir.”
He cut the zip ties and left me there with the phone in my hand while I still knelt on the storage floor, still blind and submissive where he left me. There were no windows to this room, like any other store rooms, so the door was the only source of visibility and it felt delightful to leave it open that tiny amount. My heart beat a fucking tattoo against my rib cage. I want you on edge with continual fear and arousal, so go to your back room. suffering it. “Please, I’ll listen. One night when I was reading torture porn stories and masturbating to some particularly dark thoughts after a stressful day, I somehow ended up messaging her for the first time on the kink site.
