WHITE KNIGHT, BLACK KNIGHT

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Returning to the playroom, he closed the drapes and turned on the small lamp in the corner of the room, then retrieved leather shackles with soft fleece lining, and a blindfold.
The kitchen timer told him she had only a minute remaining, and settling into his comfortable love seat, he waited for the door to open, but when the timer announced its loud ding he glanced at his watch.  Fifteen-seconds later she appeared.
“You look stunning,” he said softly, staring at her. “Come here.”
She had chosen a black satin teddy with matching black shorts, and though simple, it accentuated the glow of her white skin, and highlighted her ebony hair.  Moving slowly towards him, her emerald eyes sparkling, she was the reality of his long held fantasy.
“Stand sideways,” he instructed, turning her by her hips, “stand completely still and close your eyes.”
She was breathing heavily, the anticipation sprouting goosebumps across her skin.  Moving his hand over her backside, he gently caressed, then landed a sound slap.
“You were fifteen-seconds late, so fifteen swats.  Next time you’ll be on time, won’t you Gabriela?”
“Yes, Zander,” she murmured.
He smacked her again, his hand landing in the center of her bottom, then again, the blow landing lower, near the tops of her thighs.
“Your ass is gorgeous,” he crooned, smacking her once more, “I could spank it all night and not get tired of how it feels.”
He heard her gasp and saw her knee bend; she was in heaven, and lifting his hand he slapped her several times in succession.
“Five left,” he warned, “and here they come.”
The swats were forceful but delivered slowly, each eliciting a deep moan, and when he was done, he slipped a finger inside the crotch of the sexy shorts.
“Gabriela, already so wet?”
“Oooh, Zander,” she whimpered
“Mmmm, very wanton.  Don’t move.”
Standing up, he gently placed the blindfold over her eyes, then taking her by the elbow, led her around the chair, turning her to face him.
“Sit down,” he said, “then lean back.”
Moving her hands behind her, she felt the soft padding of the seat and set herself down, slowly lowering herself backwards.
“That’s it,” he smiled, and picking up the shackles, placed them around her wrists, securing her arms above her head.
Stepping back, he dropped his robe and massaged his cock, staring at the beautifully helpless, trusting woman, waiting and eager for whatever he had to offer.  Her legs were still draped over the end of the bench, and pulling two foot rests from either side, he swung them out, and grabbing her feet, secured them in place.
“Oooh, Zander,” she cried, feeling the decadent exposure.
“Is something wrong?” he asked, lowering his lips on her nipples, sucking them through the soft satin.
“Nooo, it’s just so…”
“Yes, it is,” he crooned, and lifting the hem of the camisole top, pulled it up to her neck, exposing her breasts.

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