Arcadia Resurgence, Vague Vermillion [best book club books for discussion .TXT] 📗

makes me feel so ashamed. i'm squirming under Your stare and i don't like it one bit, so i close my eyes and turn my head away from You, my mouth is pouting and sulky. You pull my hair sharply and tell me to open my eyes and look at You - omg You really are angry Sir but i obey straight away and don't even say a word. my ass is clearly in view and my pussy because of the way You tied me open. Again i'm just dying inside, my face has gone so red and my blush has spread down to over my neck and onto my chest. It makes You happy because You know its a mental thing for me as well as a humiliating thing. 

You kneel between my restrained legs and lean in running Your hands over my body, up and down my thighs, my ass and even my asshole. As Your fingers flick over me, touching me there You can see it clench tight up as i try to shut my body away from You and close it to my reactions very unsuccessfully. my ass and pussy are still slick and well lubed from the cream You soothed on earlier and my pussy from the betrayal of my body. You slip Your finger inside my ass so easily, then You go deeper. As You push Your finger deeper into me You are watching my face and i see You watching me and i try to show You no reaction - try to show You my poker face because its so embarrassing to be like this but so exciting too. 

You spread my ass cheeks wider still and move Your finger in and out of me. You lower Your head and use Your lips to suck my pussy, gently biting and licking and it drives me crazy, i close my eyes and start to moan softly. You look up at me, so pleased with Your efforts and then place Your mouth on my clit Sir sucking it between Your teeth - grazing it then sucking it hard, then licking it. It makes me scream. i raise my hips up off the bed to You, trying to move against Your face, but the restraints make it very difficult. You move Your tongue harder against me and try another finger inside my ass - i gasp out loud, such pleasure. You hear me groaning, whispering that i want to feel You inside me, begging You to let me suck Your cock and my hips move up against Your face, pushing back on Your fingers in my ass. You can feel the pressure in my body and hear my pleas .... then You get up off the bed and tell me You'll be back because thats what i get for biting You. Cracked Mirror

 My reflection stares back from the broken mirror
Distorted pieces staring from shards of broken mirror

Wondering where these false images come from
I’ve lost myself deeply inside this broken mirror

Disillusioned with myself, finally seeing the truth
That hides within shattered images of broken mirror

One thousand eyes blink, with lies behind each one
Cast at me from the remnants of the broken mirror

Crooked smiles endlessly reflecting back in sadness
Captured is the deep despair by this broken mirror

Scattered about the floor inside each silver shard
My self has been captured into this broken mirror 

Free Fall

 "new black v-neck dress, black sandal heels, be ready at door at 7pm"

She could instantly feel her heartbeat increase when she received the text message. He was gone all day long for a business meeting and she somehow expected that they would go out for dinner when he would return in the evening, although she could not be sure, because he often did not inform her of his plans in advance.

The message also instantly aroused her. They had bought the dress he referred to a couple of weeks ago and she had modeled it in front of him, yet until now she never wore it to go out. It had a self tie halter v-neck line, an open back and side slit accents that went all the way down until the thigh high splits on either side started. The front had support for her breasts, covering them completely, but exposing their shape. Wearing this dress exposed the skin on her sides. It would be basically impossible to wear any underwear under it. Thinking about wearing it when going out was a turn on, not because it was unusual for her to go out without underwear, but because it would make it completely obvious to anyone that saw her.

In the past, she would have not been able to wear something like this in public, but now, with him, it was ok - because she did it for him. It made her look sexy and it pleased him. And she wanted to please him, always.

Also, now she knew that he had special plans for this evening. She had no idea what would happen, but she knew that it would be a memorable evening. It always happened when he surprised her with his plans.

Looking at the time, she realized she had to start getting ready soon. She figured that if she started instantly, she would be able to wash her hair, take a relaxing bath and get ready just in time. From experience, she knew that he would notice that she did and he would appreciate that. She expected that his hands would be all over her body sooner or later and he enjoyed her smooth and soft skin, freshly shaven everywhere below her neck, making sure that there was not even a hint of hair.

She was ready to get dressed just minutes before 7pm. Nervously she checked if there was another text message, but there was none. By the time she put the dress on and wore her black high heeled sandals, she started feeling moisture between her legs. It was an automatic reaction of her body to what would happen this evening, even though she did not even know what it might be.

She knelt down close to the entrance, a small cushion was placed there just for this purpose. He allowed her this comfort, made it a requirement for those special times she had to wait for his arrival.

It was two minutes before 7pm.

Less than three minutes later, she could hear the familiar sound of his car entering the drive way. Her heartbeat got stronger now, waiting in anticipation like this already gave her a mix of strong emotions. There was excitement, there was also a hint of nervousness and now knowing she would soon find out what plans he had for her this evening, she felt everything more and more.

Wearing only sandals and a one piece dress that left nothing to the imagination, she somehow felt exposed, even vulnerable, but then at the moment the door opened, she started to smile. Seeing him walking inside wearing his business suit made her feel save. He was here to get her and to take her to a new adventure. She knew whatever would happen, it would be fine.

She saw his smile. Yes, he was happy to see her like this! He noticed instantly that she prepared herself exactly how he wanted it. The smile on his face said everything.

"I see you are ready. Very good," he said with the voice she enjoyed so much and missed all day long.

"Thank you, Sir," was her instant response, knowing very well that this was exactly what he wanted to hear now.

With his hand he took her head and positioned it so that she looked up at him, directly into his face. Both smiled at each other, no further words were needed to express the deep connection they felt for each other.

Touching her head continuously, he used is other hand to take out a small wooden box from the inside pocked of his jacket. He put it on a shelf next to where she was kneeling and opened it. From her kneeling position, she could not see what was inside the box. He took out a small plastic bottle.

"Keep looking up at me," he instructed while he opened the bottle, in a very calm and soft voice.

"Yes, Sir," was her response, not fully understanding what was happening. She knew that whatever it was, it would be ok.

"Don't move, everything will be fine," he said.

While she answered "Yes, Sir" again, getting a little bit nervous now, he took two fingers to open her left eye and poured some drops of liquid from the tiny bottle into her eye. She immediately realized that it was artificial tears, not understanding why but accepting. He repeated it with her other eye.

"I will put contact lenses into your eyes now," he said in a calm but determined way.

"Look down, focus and fix your eyes on my shoes, do not move your head or your eyes," he continued.

"Yes, Sir," she said after hesitating a bit, understanding what he did but not why.

Once he was satisfied that she had fixed and focused her eyes, he inserted the contact lenses, first on the left side, then on the right, each time holding up the eye lid with one finger.

"Move your eyes up and try to focus on me," he said.

She did ... but could not see anything. There was a short moment where she saw a blurred image, yet suddenly all went dark.

"I cannot see anything, Sir," she said, blushing, realizing that he had just blindfolded her with special contacts that made her blind. She remembered talking to him about it a long ago, mentioning it as a fantasy, and now here she was - kneeling in front of him, not able to see anything and knowing that to anyone that might see her, they would be unaware that she could not see.

"I will take you out to dinner, don't worry, everything will be fine. If there is anything wrong, you just tell me. Do you understand?" he explained and asked.

"Yes, Sir," was her response after taking a deep breath that was needed for herself to calm down.

She realized now that one of her major fantasies would come true this evening, being blindfolded and being fully dependent on him to guide her. She suddenly felt more wetness between her legs, it happened instantly.

She could hear him moving until she suddenly felt both his hands on her head. He was inserting something into her ears. It was at that moment she realized that she would