The letter had arrived mysteriously in the mailbox with no stamp. It was typed and there was no signature or return address. No clue as to the identity of the author. She read it through several times but still could not fathom who had sent it. The contents read:

Ordinarily she would have thrown the letter away. Or perhaps called the police to report being harassed. But the events of the past week had her intrigued. First there were the flowers waiting in her living room with a cryptic note reading, "Perfection awaits". The there was the box left gift wrapped in her car containing an incredibly sexy teddy that just happened to be her size. And of course there were the mysterious emails she found each night in her mailbox. Erotic scenarios sent with no return address.

So she find yourself parked in the lot of the hotel at 6:25, nervously glancing at the dashboard clock every few seconds and wondering what she was doing there. As the clock changed to 6:29 she took a deep breath and stepped out of the car. She took the elevator to the sixth floor and followed the signs to the room. The door appeared closed but pushed open at her touch, the latch having been taped over. She saw an envelope taped to the wall inside the door. Another unsigned typed paper was folded inside. "Close and lock the door behind you. Then proceed into the room. First, go to the door to the adjoining room and unlock it. Next, on the bed you will find a box. Open it and put on the things you find inside. Then kneel on the floor at the foot of the bed with your back to the door and wait."

She removed the tape from the latch so the door closed tightly. Then slowly turned the latch to the adjoining door. On the bed was a small black box with a red satin ribbon tied around it. She slid the ribbon off and opened the box to reveal a black lace half bra, black lace crotchless panties, a pair of thigh high black stockings with seams up the back, and a black leather blindfold. Her heart began to race as she ran her hands over the soft material. She lifted the blindfold to her nose and breathed deeply the scent of the leather. In the back of her mind a little voice was yelling at her to get out. To run away to safety. But a stronger voice was saying she was tired of playing it safe. She was growing moist just thinking about who could have done all this for her.

She slipped out of her clothes and folded them neatly on a chair. Then she put on the contents of the box. The bra acted as a shelf to lift her beasts but leave her nipples exposed. And the panties fit perfectly. She carefully adjusted the seam on the back of the stockings so that it was straight. Then she knelt as instructed and pulled the blindfold over her eyes. She could hear the beating of her heart, the tempo of her breath, as she waited in the silence for whoever would appear.

There was a click and she heard the door behind her opening. Her heart was pounding and she found she was holding her breath. She jumped a little as classical music filled the room. Then she could feel the heat of someone standing behind her. She felt the weight of a hand as it smoothed her hair back. Then the smell of leather as something is brought down in front of her face. She felt a leather collar wrap around her throat and fasten behind her neck. Not too tight. But snug. The metal ring on the front jingled as she moved. Hands reached under her arms and helped her to stand. No words were spoken. She could hear the steady breathing of the stranger behind her but nothing to give away who it might be. Soft and gentle hands glided across her back, down her arms, along her sides, pulling her hips back against some soft material. She could feel them as they breathed in the scent of her hair, her skin.

She was silently led to the bed and made to lie down on her back. Her wrists were taken one by one and loops of soft rope wrapped them, pinning them to the corners of the queen size bed. Then the procedure was repeated on her ankles. She was secured spread eagle on the bed, unable to get away, unable to see, the music loud enough to drowned out the small sounds the stranger may be making. Her heart was racing, her breath coming in quick and shallow gasps.

She felt something soft on her stomach, running up the underside of her arms. As it brushed across her breasts her nipples rose up, as though seeking more sensation from the material they were just teased by. The fur is followed by a hand and the two run over her helpless body like some sensuous train, exploring every curve and mound of flesh as they traced a path over her skin.

The fur was left lying still for a moment, not moving, and she could hear some rustling. The fur slid off and after a moment she feel something warm drop on to her skin. After a moment something warm dropped elsewhere. She realized from the scent in the room there was a candle burning. And the warmth she felt was the hot wax dripping off the candle and on to her skin. A hand undid the front hook on her bra and she felt the wax dripping onto her breasts, coating her nipples in warmth.

The hot drips were soon followed by cold ones. An ice cube held to melt above her perhaps. First a hot drip somewhere and then a cold one somewhere else. With the blindfold on she had no warning as to the location of the next drop. So she lay in blind and bound suspense, her heart racing, her breath coming in gasps, her body responding to every new feeling.

Another rustle and she heard a humming noise. Something vibrated across her nipples, slowly running down her stomach and each leg. It ran up the inside of a thigh and just brushed the head of her swollen clit for an instant before it headed down the other side. Her hips swayed to follow it of their own accord, and she was rewarded for her enthusiasm by its return. This time it stayed between her legs, running along her lips and slowly working its way inside them. A quick dip just inside and it was well lubed for a trip around her clit. Slowly it rubbed up and down, all wet with her juices, vibrating against her softly. Then it grew stronger, more insistent. The movements grew slower as the vibrations grew faster and it finally settled against the top of your clit and the little nub on the left. Her hips writhed in pleasure and she cried out as she came quickly. The vibrations slowed and helped to pump the last of the contractions from her.

Some more rustling was followed by a shift in the weight on the bed. She could tell someone was between her legs. Her ankles were untied one at a time and retied closer to the center of the bed, forcing her knees to bend and her legs to spread. Then she feel a hard penis as it touched her opening. The vibrator moved back to her clit as the head of the penis slowly entered, stretching her, filling her. It is big, but not too big for her to take. It slowly started to move in and out of her, the rhythm increasing. The vibrator on her clit grew stronger as the pounding grew faster. She felt the juices flowing from inside her. Her whole body exploded from between her legs and her cries of ecstasy are even louder than before.

As the pumping and vibrating slowed to a stop and her body finished its shaking the blindfold was removed from her eyes. She blinked and saw, not a man between her legs, but a beautiful woman with full breasts and a big strap on dildo. And a satisfied smile on her face.