EXTRACT FOR
Night of Bondage
(Amber Cove)

In the glowing candlelight, she took off her black shoulder-strap top. She followed by unbuttoning and pulling down her skirt, before finally unstrapping her bra. Holding the blindfold and bra in hand, Mandi ran her hands from her sides to her breasts, cupping them from underneath, admiring their simplicity in the flickering light. She was blessed with great breasts and she knew how to properly tease someone with them, she gleefully reminded herself.



Facing the candle's glow, she turned to face her lover. Holding up the blindfold with a smile, she asked, "Are you ready?"



"I, I guess," she replied, with a giggle.



With her feminine, silky presence, she climbed up next to Samantha on the bed. Across her breasts, she straddled her with her legs. Smiling, she reached over and placed the blindfold around her head. Secured, she lowered herself down to kiss her.



"Mmmm..."



Samantha's hands moved up to feel her thighs, their soft, silky smoothness inviting to her. She would slowly move them to her breasts, but Mandi had other plans and they include bondage. She broke their kiss, her body still atop her chest. "Could you, move your hands behind your head?" she asked, reaching over to the nightstand drawer.



"Uh, ok" she replied, while Mandi carefully pulled a pair of handcuffs out of the drawer. She was careful not to rattle them, going to lengths to keep her true intentions a secret.



Putting her weight back onto her, holding the cuffs with both hands, she leaned over her. As she prepared to put the first cuff around her wrist, she sighed softly into her ear.



Click!



"Wha, uhh, hey, what's go..." Samantha began to say, startled.



But before any objections could be made, still whispering into her ear, she cooed, "Mmmm, trust me on this, ok baby?"



As she spoke, she wrapped the chains of the handcuffs behind one of the bed's posts, around and back to the other bar. Before Samantha could even reply, the other cuff had snapped itself shut.



Samantha's mind was awash with thoughts of betrayal and panic. Here she was, blindfolded and handcuffed to her bed, her arms and upper body restrained. Thoughts of thrashing around in protest crossed her mind, but special feelings for her persisted in her. She promised no physical harm, and she still trusted her. Her horny, untouched desire to explore kept her going with her little game.



With another meow of delight, Mandi kissed her on her forehead, working her way down to her right cheek. Samantha tried to return with a kiss to the lips, but she was expecting it, and dodged it. "Ah ah ah, you naughty girl," she spoke in her still playful voice, "You must be patient..."