<em>What a delightful picture, the oil gleaming on the surface of her skin in the flickering candlelight causes her to appear molten and flowing.<br/></em><br/>“Now my dear, with a bit of help from you, I’m going to restrain you slightly.  Trust me, I will never hurt you.”<br/><br/>Picking up the scarves, I attach one end to her wrist, run it under the table and tie off the other end to the other wrist.  I do the same thing with her ankles, placing them to the sides of the table so that her thighs are splayed.  As her vulva is nicely swollen, it spreads revealing her clitoris and vagina to my gaze and I am unable to resist lowering my mouth to her, to taste her and tickle her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, giving it a thorough lashing and bath.<br/><br/>Continuing with the scarves, I attach one to her upper arms, another to her thighs so that she really can’t move about much other than wriggle her hips.<br/><br/>Another quick kiss to her lips to reassure her and I head off to the wardrobe for another item that she will not be expecting.  One of the white tapered candles<br/><br/>