“You are so warped!” Maggie laughs as Max tells her what he has planned for her, “But I like it!”
“I thought you would.”
“So where are we going and what do we need to do?”
“I have everything planned. Since we planned on coming here to this club I have been planning. We are going into the private rope and harness room. I will just need you to strip bare so I can get to you easily once we are in there.”
“Okay! I’m really excited about this.”
As they enter the room Maggie takes off all her clothes and stands waiting for Max to direct where he needs her to be.
Once he has set out the things he will use on the table he directs her to stand under the pulley. He works the rope around her body, making a harness around her chest and back area. He then has her lay down on the mat she is standing on and proceeds to tie her legs and connect that bit to the harness. Fastening her to the pulley, lifting her up off the mat and into the air where she is now suspended. Working on it a bit more, making sure he has secured her properly. Each sensitive area open for him to reach and use.
She watches, breathing steadily, knowing what his plan is and wondering how she will react once he starts.
The whole time he has focused on tying the rope, he constantly checks in to make sure she is okay; the rope wasn’t too tight or loose and touching her every now and then to keep them connected.
She feels so different suspended this way. She is excited in anticipation on how he will take this, yet confident she will enjoy this time they share. He walks over and places a blindfold over her eyes.
“I want you to just feel. You know my plan, but I don’t want you to see each thing I will be doing. Just enjoy.”
“Yes, Sir,” she says with a smile.
The first thing she feels is such a slight touch she is not sure what it is, or if it is actually anything, until he moves from her arm to her right breast with it, to her nipple. She shivers. A feather! He swirls it around each nipple, down her belly to her mound. Teasing it around that most sensitive area and on down her legs. He touches right on the underside of her right knee and she giggles.
“Ssshhh…” he says with a smile.
She pinches her lips together to try and hold another giggle in as he does the same to the other knee.
He continues, but this time it is something that has more than one feather. Or is it bristles, like a brush? Oh yes, that is it. Like a paint brush.
His light touch moves down to her feet and she flinches when he reaches right on the bottom of her left foot. He wiggles and curls it around. She can’t help the laugh that escapes from her mouth this time. She twists her head from one side to the other, squeezing her eyes shut, even though blindfolded. Her reaction is even more so with her right foot. Trying to move her legs, but can’t as they are tied in a way she cannot move away at all.
“Mmmm…I found a really sensitive spot here,” she hears him smile as he says, “lets see where else you might be ticklish and sensitive.”
He continues up and down her body finding each and every spot with different items he uses. After the brush, he uses a small flogger, then a crop. Last but not least, his fingers. Oh the response he receives from just the use of his fingers after all he had done is the best! She laughs so hard that she screams.
Now that was a perverted thing to do for play, but they both loved it.
Once back home after their session, they had great sex and then a wonderful, exhausted sleep.