You're alone in the Cruel Boudoir,
in the Oubliettes,
in the dark.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Locked behind the curtain that hides your view and protects you, you hear the wooden floor creak. Then comes the click of my heels, followed by other indefinable noises: an object falling? A snap hook attached to a necklace? A drawer opening? Fabrics rustling?
The sound of the chains, you're sure. The sound of the vibrator too. An idea comes to you, exciting, almost forbidden: what if I gave myself pleasure, right next to you, without you being able to see me? <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Unless our game is that I bring a submissive to whom I give the final outrages. Disturbed, frightened, perhaps envious, you listen to him scream as I fuck and correct him.
He knows you're there, of course. Impossible to ignore if I open the bottom of the curtain so that your sex in glory frames itself in the glory hole.
Ever dreamed of being jerked off, sucked off or martyred anonymously? Perfect.
The situation arouses my submissive as much as it does you, and all the more so as it preserves your mutual modesty: you'll know nothing about each other except that, for the space of a session, you've shared a blind intimacy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
VARIOUS<\/strong> Key words :<\/strong> bi-forced, constraints, mindfuck, sensory deprivation, voyeurism, tease and denial.<\/p>\n\n\n
She or he, my accomplice, so discreet a witness and sometimes gifted with speech, waits in the Cruel Boudoir,
in the Oubliettes,
in the dark.
My submissive is you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n