Clarissa was already waiting for me when I finished securing the last restraint.
She knelt in the center of the large mattress, knees spread wide by the soft black ropes that bound her ankles to the corners of the bedframe. Her arms were stretched above her head, wrists locked in the padded cuffs and fastened to the headboard, leaving her completely open and unable to close her legs or shield herself. The silk blindfold covered her eyes in a wide band of midnight black, turning her world into pure sensation. Her white hair spilled around her shoulders and down her back in loose, elegant disarray. A thin line of saliva already glistened at the corner of her parted lips.
She looked exquisite.
