I can't move, I can't see. All my other senses heightened. My skin feels cool, but on fire with need.

I can just imagine pushing you, face down into the bed, pinning you down. You struggling to turn your head to catch your breath, trying to push yourself up. My nails are digging into you, and I'm holding you still. I slap your ass, stinging, and sharp. Leaning over you, biting your neck, your shoulder as I tie your hands behind your back. I run my hands lightly down your neck to your back, tickling you, teasing you.