The blind roommate.

Michael was then ushered out the door and left in the hallway, blind, naked, and alone. The door behind him was audibly locked. He stood there for a few seconds, and a recognizable buzzing was heard from the other side. He turned around and listened intently, and the buzzing was definitely for a vibrator. The sound made him fantasize about Sarah, her body in his mind perfect, laying on the bed, and her face was in ecstasy as she played with herself. Michael couldn't help himself but jerk his locked cage around his member. He stood there jerking until he became too frustrated to continue, letting out a low, high-pitched shrill.

Michael had a hard time navigating back to his room. Being blinded was disorienting, and he resorted to tracing his hand along the wall to navigate correctly and find his room. He slipped inside and gingerly slipped onto the bed. There was no use doing anything else this evening, and being blind was really debilitating. It took him a few minutes to find his pajamas, and he had taken up using them as he wasn't supposed to be naked where Sarah could see him.

Unbenonsed to Michael, Sarah hadn't spent the evening lounging on the bed playing with herself but instead watched over him as soon as she had switched on the vibrator and placed it against the bedframe. She did that so the sound would emanate more uniformly from the room. She had slowly opened the door and watched over Michael, blinded him after all, and didn't want him to get hurt. That hadn't stopped her from enjoying herself by silently masturbating while watching him struggle. She had to bite her hand, not to moan as Michael let out that cute sound.

When he finally moved on, she walked behind him, ready to catch him if he was about to bump into something. She saw him struggle to find his clothes inside his room, so she gently moved them closer to where he was looking. When Michael crawled into bed, she exited his room and got into her own bed. She picked up the vibrator and finally orgasmed, thinking about her boys and all the fun she could have.

When Michael woke up the following day in total darkness. It took him a few seconds to remember that he was wearing a hood and blindfold. He didn't know the time of day, but he staggered out of bed and gingerly shuffled to his bedroom door and out into the hall. Once outside, he reached Sarah door and felt the handle. Locked. Standing there a second, he weighed his options. He figured that the best thing to do was to sit down and wait for Sarah. She locked him in this, and she could unlock it. Both of them had to go to work today, and she wouldn't forget that, and it would make a good impression on her if he sat and waited for her. He sat down and waited.

It took what felt like an eternity before the sound of the door opened. Michael looked up at where he presumed Sarah stood.

"Good morning, Princess." The was a moment of silence before there was a response.

"Morning, Roomie." Her voice was cold and distant, like he wasn't worthy of her time. He felt a tug on his collar and stood up, and he was led by it through the apartment to what must have been the living room. There he was, pushed to his knees.

"What am I going to do with you? There I had a lovely day with my boyfriend and was in a great mood, and then you had to spoil it. I gave the smallest amount of trust, and you squander it by being a pervert again." The transgression was obviously played for dramatics, but Michael still felt ashamed and hung his head.

"I don't know what to do with you. I lock that pecker up, and still, you perv on me. Will I have to punish you harder, maybe take away other things like these?" She took one of his wrists and shook them. Michael drew in a started breath.

"Maybe I have to lock you up or tie you down." Michael was both scared and aroused by what she was saying.

"I know you have to work. Else I would have kept blindfolded for more than this night, and you only could fantasize about this beautiful body today." Michael was now highly aroused. Sarah was toying with him, and he loved it.

"However." Sarah signed, and he heard a clinking. "I have to open this now so you can prepare for work." He felt a soft jank on the collar, so his head was presumably closer to where she was sitting. Feeling the collar loosen, he waited expectantly for the hood to be pulled off. But nothing happened. Unable to take the anticipation anymore. He pulled the hood off his head. The first thing he saw was panties. He then registered movement a looked up into Sarah upper body and face. She looked exasperated with her arms crossed.

"I'm shocked. The first thing you do after getting your sight back is to perv." Sarah pulls down her skirt to hide her panties.

"I know you want this." She moves her hand up and down the skirt. " But dirty guys never get laid."

She exited the sofa and continued with her morning, leaving Michael to prepare for work.