Pulling at the leather cuffs, I hear the incessant tick of the clock. You covered my eyes, shackled me and left me alone.
I listen but all I hear is my heartbeat and that incessant tick… tick… almost like it’s counting down my doom. I pull at the cuffs again, hoping for some give, but no, you’ve captured your prey well.
I feel my body reacting to the situation, becoming aroused at the erotic thoughts swimming in my head.
I hear the door creak. Heart thunders. Body aches.
Tick… tick…
The slightest touch and my world explodes.
