Your cock is beautiful – 26

“Your cock is beautiful” Part-26 Continues……

I sat down beside her again, still smiling.

“Can you get out?” I asked.

She shook her head, before realizing she hadn’t tried. She suddenly pulled hard, the strain clear on her face. Then she tried to shake herself free, causing her boobs to jiggle wildly, but she didn’t get anywhere. The headboard didn’t budge.

“Cheer up, sweetheart.” I said, stroking her cheek. She looked so completely anxious, so unsure of what was going to happen next. “This is your reward, remember?”

She nodded silently, but her expression didn’t change. Despite being tied up she looked comfortable. I’d gotten a few spare pillows from the guest bedroom, so she was quite well supported. But she looked so afraid.

I liked that.

I turned away and reached into the bag again.

“And this is another thing I bought you.” I said.

I pulled out the blindfold that had been discovered by my parents. It was obvious from the thickness of the material that she would be completely blind when I put it on her, which I did.

I slid it slowly over her head, the strap giving just enough room to fit her, but was still quite tight. She didn’t resist, but merely let out a soft, serene sigh when I pulled away.

I quickly got off the bed, and stood to look at her.

Naked, bound, and blind. Magnificent.

I walked over to my desk, and watched her head follow my footsteps. I took my t-shirt off and threw it to the ground. There was a reason I’d been wearing jeans in bed. The sound of my zip being lowered cut through the silence. It was maybe a little much to plan even this, but she jerked her head towards the sound and let out a whimper of anticipation. It was worth it just for that.

Now clad in just my boxer shorts, I turned, opened my desk drawer and pulled out my new camera. I told Mom I’d find a use for this.

I stood in front of the bed and aimed my first shot. Her whole body stretched out beautifully. I didn’t know a lot about cameras, but I’d looked up enough online to be impressed with this one. It was incredibly high spec, closer to what a professional would use than a hobbyist. Must have cost a fortune, but that wasn’t new for my extended family.

Really the only problem with it had been the sound it made. The only sound effect saved on the camera’s memory was an unsatisfying little click, just enough to show that the picture had been taken. Boring. It had a silent mode too, but where was the fun in that?

I looked online and found a soundboard of sound effects. After much careful consideration, I downloaded and installed one that I can only describe as “classic”. It sounded like a picture being taken, that obvious and familiar click and whir that could only mean one thing.

So when I took that first picture of Mia, naked, blindfolded, and strapped to my bed… she was very aware of it.

Immediately her head twisted to face the sound and her body tensed. I smiled, and looked at the picture I’d taken on the small screen. The quality was exceptional, I was able to zoom in on the screen an incredible amount and pick out all kinds of little details.

I focused on her face this time, and clicked.

Again her body seemed to leap in response, but she still hadn’t spoken. Her legs were pushed tightly together, and I could see her tug against her bindings, as if unsure of whether or not to cover herself.

I rested on the bed and reached over to her, taking her knee and sliding my hand down her thigh. She shivered at my touch, and bit her lip.

“Open your legs.” I ordered, my voice soft.

She did as I asked without hesitation and I got off the bed, again robbing her of the knowledge of my presence.

I crouched down low and zoomed in. I tried to find an angle I liked, one that focused on her glistening pussy, but that still had her boobs and face in the shot.

Once I was satisfied, I clicked, and suddenly her legs snapped shut in fear, as if she could feel the gaze of the lens.

“What is it, sweetheart?” I asked gently.

“Is… Is that a camera?” she asked meekly, her voice wavering.

“Yeah.” I said casually.

She let out a sudden shocked breath, and held her body tighter.

“Why… What…. Why do you have a camera?” she asked, “What are you doing?”

“I’m taking pictures of you.” I told her simply.

“Why!?” she asked, her voice edged with genuine fear.

“I dunno…” I said, again keeping my voice casual and uncaring, “Maybe I’ll use them to make a website. Mia-the-slut.com, or something.”

I snapped another picture of her face. Even under the mask it was obvious that she was terrified.

“Sir!” she gasped, trying to twist her body away from my gaze, curling up her legs in a fetal position.

She seemed on the edge of panic.

“You don’t like that idea?” I asked, “All those people logging on and seeing you like this. Naked… tied up… blindfolded. Absolutely… dripping wet.”

“No!” she gasped, “Please…Please…I…”

She was too panicked to even form a full sentence.

I laughed.

I jumped heavily onto the bed and crawled over her body, straddling her stomach and allowing some of my weight to press down on her.

I grabbed her jaw and pointed her face towards me.

“Smile, sweetheart.” I said, the levity in my voice contrasting with my rough treatment of her.

I snapped a picture of her confused and panicked expression.

“I said… smile.” I ordered roughly, my voice suddenly as firm as my grip.

She waited a few seconds before forcing herself to smile. I got a shiver of satisfaction from tormenting her like this. Scaring her, holding her in my will. I grounded myself in the moment.

I captured her terrified false smile, then let her go, saying,

“Good girl.”

I got off the bed and turned to face her. She looked like she was about to cry, and she was pulling tightly on her bindings in an effort to hide her body from me.

I’m a sadist, I thought to myself. And it was her that helped me realize it. There was a part of me that wanted to keep going, to torture her, terrify her. To hurt her as badly as she did me for all those years.

But… she’d been good, and so she deserved a reward. I told myself that it was that simple, and fought my darker urges to sleep.

“Oh relax sweetheart, I’m just teasing you.” I said, my voice light again, “These pictures are just for me. I wanted to try out my new camera.”

She didn’t move, but seemed to relax almost imperceptibly. I meant this, I had no intention of sharing these with anyone, but I was fine with it if she didn’t completely believe me just yet

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