Victoria's Secrets½ Part IV by "Sparkle Plenty" "Vicky, I'm assigning you a task today." Victoria looked up from nuzzling Matt's shoulder, but he was intent on his shaving and didn't even glance at her. "I want you to go and buy five silk scarves." His tone and manner indicated that there was not to be any questioning of this "task", she was just supposed to do it. She left the bathroom, wondering what this was all about. She busied herself with making them breakfast and while they ate, they discussed various things, but he never mentioned the scarves again. After he left for work, she changed into a silk blouse and linen skirt and decided that she would go to the Mall for the scarves. She had difficulty finding a store with a good selection of scarves. When she finally found some, she began deciding on colors and sizes. She didn't know why, but she knew that each would probably have to be a good length, and began selecting only those that were over three feet long. By the time she'd picked the third scarf, she realized that her box was very moist. The feel of the silk and chiffon on her hands had suddenly become very sensual. She started reevaluating each of the scarves, letting the material slowly slip through her fingers, enjoying the reaction of her body to this new pleasure. By the time she had finished making her selections, her knees were weak with the desire she felt in her body. She realized that this was probably the most pleasurable thing she'd ever done with her clothes on!! Confused by her reaction to such a simple assignment, she became even more confused when the cashier, upon seeing the five scarves, gave her a knowing look. Embarrassed for some reason, Victoria was glad to leave the store after the transaction was complete. Getting in to her car for the drive home, she realized that her hands were shaking, and that her legs were still weak. At home, she had difficulty removing the price tags because of her shaking hands. Matt returned home around 5:30 PM, carrying a small gift- wrapped box. After dinner, he kissed her and gave her the present. Inside, she found a peach colored lace garter belt and a pair of peach colored stockings. She kissed him and thanked him for the presents. Then he asked, "Would you put those on under your new silk skirt and top?" When she returned to the living room, dressed in her new clothes, he indicated that she should sit in the love seat. He barely glanced at her since he was busy watching the TV. Somewhat mystified at his inattention, and very confused at this role she was apparently playing, Vicky still found her box very moist with anticipation. For what, she didn't know. But she did know that she was afraid that her juices were going to ruin her new skirt, so she ended up sitting on one side of her hips, drawing her feet up under her. Apparently bored with the TV, Matt left the living room and went into the bathroom. Victoria could hear the tub running. When he returned, he was carrying one of the new scarves. "Would you let me blindfold you with this?" he asked. Now her trembling body reacted with fear. But she trusted Matt, she knew that he wouldn't hurt her. But blindfolded!? Whatever for?? She nodded her assent, and she found herself being blindfolded. He took her hand and led her into the bathroom. There, he kissed her, placing his tongue deep within her mouth. Slowly, while both of them enjoyed the touch of the silk outfit on her skin, he began undressing her. When he had removed her outer clothes, he began caressing her breasts, making her nipples erect by gently touching them with his fingertips. While he unhooked the stockings from the garter belt, his mouth found her nipples and he began sucking them, making her box respond even more powerfully. Soon she found herself standing naked in front of him, unable to see, but the touch of him, the slight smell of both of them, the sweet murmurings in her ear, the taste of his skin, made her realize that those senses were dramatically heightened. He helped her into the tub, and she felt the warmth and smell of a bubble bath enveloping her body. He began washing her, using the cloth to stimulate her nipples and clit. She relaxed slightly, enjoying the feel of the rough washcloth and his pampering of her. She reached over to him and began caressing him in return. Her hand strayed to his cock, but he brushed her hand away. "You're being disobedient, Vicky. You may not touch me until I tell you. I will allow this mistake to pass, but further errors and I will have to discipline you!" Although visibly shaking, she secretly smiled at his demand and put her hands at her sides, allowing him free rein of her body as he continued her bath. He then helped her out of the tub and told her to put on the stockings and garter belt, and steadied her while she did that. He then led her into the bedroom and positioned her at the end of what seemed to be a table. She was confused - there hadn't been a table there before. He ordered her to bend down over the table. As she was getting comfortable, she could feel him tying one of her ankles to the table leg with a scarf. Instantly, her body reacted - her ultimate fantasy. She was being restrained! As he busied himself with securing her ankles and wrists to the table, she wondered what was in store for her. The reality of actually being unable to move and protect herself screamed through her awareness. And odd mixture of fear and desire raged through her, causing her body to tremble but her box to throb with anticipated pleasure. She tried to move against her restraints, testing their knots and found, indeed, that she was at his mercy. "My God", she thought, "here I am, bare-assed and vulnerable, unable to do anything to protect myself!" That realization caused her to moan, and Matt commanded her to be quiet. Her box suddenly felt a warm, moist object and her ears responded to the whirr of a vibrator. Matt moved the vibrator over and in her box, but withdrew it before she came. He spread her ass wide with his hands, and she felt his hot tongue flitting in and out of her. Within seconds, she began coming. His tongue stayed with her until her fourth orgasm, and at its peak, he entered her with his cock. He rode her, pumping his fluids into her as she continued coming. When he had finished, she again felt his tongue exploring her as their juices ran down her legs. She lost count of her orgasms - one seemed to be more pleasurable than the last, and there was hardly any discernible time between each of them. He again mounted her and quickly brought them both to fulfilment. Exhausted, he leaned over her and began undoing her wrists from their scarves. He kissed her tenderly all over her body as he finished releasing the ankle scarves, then led her into the bed and gently removed the blindfold. Holding her and caressing her, telling her how much he loved her, thanking her for trusting him in his fantasy of domination, they finally collapsed in sleep, gently cradling each other during the night.