darkness. She was suddenly glad of the seat beneath her, touching it with her hands to reassure herself.
“Now relax, Gabriella, you are in control.”
Gabriella sank lower, cocooned in the seat.
“The second rule of the club is silence must be observed. Although there may be music in the room, you cannot speak, so as of now I will be the only voice in the room. Please nod your head that you understand and are happy to continue.”
Gabriella nodded her head, her imagination running wild as to what was to come next.
“Gabriella, the object of the game is not to ring the bells attached to the cuffs. This can be difficult. Are you ready to play?”
She nodded as her pulse and heartbeat accelerated, then the music started, soothing, sensuous, and the door closed softly.
“Excellent,” replied Grace.
Gabriella jumped as her voice came through the hood and into her ears.
“Now,” said Grace, “I want you to concentrate on my voice.”
Gabriella experienced a tightening around her upper body and waist as Grace flipped a switch. There were magnets in the sensors which were connected to her upper garment.
“Gabriella, I am no longer in the room, as you must enjoy this experience alone.”
Gabriella started to feel a pleasant heat from the sensors around her neck, upper body, and waist.
“Please take your hands and rest them in your lap or by your side, whichever is more comfortable.” Gabriella rested them in her lap. “Now imagine your husband, his fingertips tracing slowly around your lips…”
The sensor around her neck and chest was starting to vibrate slowly, making her skin tingle. The sensor around her waist and across her thighs was also vibrating, as the heavy v-shape resting against her pubic bone began a slow pulse. As Grace took Gabriella through the sequence, her body was quick to respond, and she began to understand that not moving her hands would become difficult. As the belt sensor’s vibrations increased, Gabriella began to sweat, the sensations stronger now, radiating through her body to her very centre. When the sensor across her chest began to tighten gently, pressing against her breasts, she gasped, her breathing becoming shorter. When the v-shape centre of the belt started to pulse faster, Gabriella could sense her climax building.
With the voice in her ears painting a picture in her mind and the sensors supplying the sensations, she lost herself in the delicious fantasy. Aroused and filled with desire, she gasped when the sensor increased the magnetic pull around her nipples, the sensation exquisite and erotic as the belt pulsed even harder against her sensitised core. She could stand it no more and came undone, the bells ringing as her hands gripped the chair, the sensory devices falling still. Gabriella remained in the seat, trying to get her breathing under control. Disoriented and hot, she also felt wonderful. She heard the door opening and struggled to sit up.
“Please relax, your eyes will need to adjust, so take your time removing your blindfold and remember to drink your water,” said Grace kindly. “You will find a clean robe and slippers behind the screen. Please knock when you are ready, and I will take you to the spa.” Grace then left the room through the same door.
Gabriella felt like she was walking on air. She should be embarrassed, but instead experienced a rush of exhilaration as she stripped off the unique garment and placed it carefully back inside the fabric sack. Removing the rest of her clothes, she put them into the complimentary spa bag before slipping on the wonderfully fresh-smelling robe and sighed deeply.
She picked up the bags and knocked on the door, her mind elsewhere. She was still trembling with excitement. This was the best guilty pleasure ever.
Chapter 12
THE BRAILLE CLUB
Braille Club, London, Present Day: Patron Roles: To take control, securing the Assignee’s cuffs before selecting their