<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Elysia</span></span><br/><br/>Elysia giggled as Nathan circled her, like he was stalking his prey. It was sexy to see him take control like this, although a part of her wondered how well she would be able to play the submissive role. She did like to be in control but she couldn't deny how arousing it was to give that power to someone else for once.<br/><br/>"But Vampires don't play fair," Sia reminded him with a playful pout. "I'll behave," she promised, smiling innocently at him. Her eyes widened as he ripped a strip from his brand new shirt. "Nathan!" she scolded before remembering she was supposed to be playing the submissive.<br/><br/>"What are you doing?" she asked curiously as he moved behind her with the red silk strip. She made to turn her head and look at him but then he lifted it to cover her eyes and she stood still while he tied it in place. Before she had a chance to grow used to her loss of sight, he had cuffed her wrists behind her back. She hadn't been expecting that. She had imagined he would handcuff her at the front where she could still touch him. This made her feel very vulnerable and as he told her she belonged to him for the rest of the night, she shivered in delight. Liquid desire gathered between her legs and she bit her bottom lip.<br/><br/>"Yes Master," she purred.<br/><br/>Suddenly, her dress was torn from her body and Sia gasped in surprise. The lack of her sense of sight made each touch seem warmer and full of electricity and she shivered in delight beneath Nathan's touch. "You're lucky that dress was already torn," she muttered beneath her breath. Her outbursts would likely get her into trouble but she was still adjusting to being the passive, obedient one.<br/><br/>Sia's breathing hitched as Nathan told her she would be his toy for the evening and she shifted where she stood, her body aching for his touch. She felt very exposed without her panties on, unable to see him or where he was looking. "Yes Master," she repeated, her answer more breathy this time. She wanted to reach for him but she was unable to with her hands bound behind her back. She was tied to the bed post and she didn't struggle though she shifted again, wishing he would touch her. And then he did, pressing his deliciously warm body against hers as his fingers travelled between her legs. His touch was so much more intense when she had no control and she panted softly as he stroked her and commented on her lack of panties.<br/><br/>His mouth caught hers in a passionate kiss and she returned it, her fingers itching to be buried in his hair so that she could pull him closer to her. She growled as he asked her if she was frightened that he would pull out a stake, automatically stiffening at the prospect. She didn't believe he would, of course she didn't, but her body responded nervously regardless. She had little control here and her lack of sight made the idea more real. Of course, she could easily break from her bindings if she did suspect he had a weapon. There was really nothing to worry about. Still, the element of danger was a little thrilling.<br/><br/>"You wouldn't hurt your slave, would you? Not when you have the whole evening to enjoy me." She groaned as she felt his desire pressing firmly against her hip. Her wrists pulled against her handcuffs but she reminded herself not to break them and play fair like she had promised.<br/><br/>"What are you going to do to me?" she asked innocently, tilting her head back and rocking her hips against his hand to seek further stimulation. She desperately wanted him inside of her, despite the fact that he had brought her satisfaction not long ago. He had a habit of making her constantly aroused.