She shakes her head gently, both because she isn't too sure what he might have planned, and because she feels unable to speak right now, her voice feeling trapped in her throat by a combination of fear and excitement.
She feels his hand caress up her body, starting at her hip, then trailing feather-like over her stomach, her breasts, until she feels him take hold of the ring on the collar she now wears. Her body shivers at his touch, then tenses ever so slightly as she feels the collar tighten, realising that he has eased his finger into the ring and is now pulling against it. It takes her a second to realise he wants her to move, and quickly she takes small steps in the direction the pressure on her neck indicates.
Totally blind and not knowing his home, she has no idea where she is being taken, sensing only a change in the feel under her feet that suggests she has left the hallway and is now in one of the rooms; which one though she is completely unaware, and as he leads her further there is no furniture that she touches to give any clue away.
"This will do" he announces as the pressure around her neck vanishes. She stands still, upright, trying to make out any sounds that would give her an idea of where she was, and now where he is but there is only her own deep breathing to break the silence around her. She can't even tell if he is still standing beside her or has moved away, even left the room.
She knows she should worry, that she doesn't really know this man, that anything could be happening around her, anyone could be here. But none of that seems to scare her, she somehow feels safe in his presence, somehow senses that he will look after her, even if it is in some strange way where she is left naked and blindfolded in the middle of a room.
Instead she stands still, as if to attention, waiting, either for him to move, or to command her. It feels like ages, the tension mounting in her, the excitement too as she feels butterflies take over her stomach, but just as she feels she cannot wait any longer...
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