You whisper, "I want to kiss you, lick you-"

You hear yourself whisper, "I want to kiss you, lick you-" and then the tape abruptly stops.

"I think there might have been some more of that," she winks, "but the tape didn't pick it up. Just static after that."

"So I guess I'm going to need to remove your gag. Now, when I do this, I don't want to hear you complain. So we're going to have to set some ground rules. I'm being so nice to you. Giving you what you want, even if you don't deserve it. I don't want to hear anything out of your mouth that isn't gratitude."

"I do have to blindfold you again, though." She says this as she lowers the blindfold back onto your face, securing it behind your head.

And then the gag is off, and you can speak again. "Thank you, mistress. Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet." She laughs, and you feel her weight climbing up onto the bed beside you.