I felt strangely groggy, as if...I did not know whose hands were on my back. My eyes were covered by a silky blindfold. I was fully awake now, my mind...racing as those hands moved languidly down my spine.My arms were stretched above my head, bound to the headboard. Pinned down on my stomach, I could not turn my head to see who was holding me down; I struggled a bit, but a solid weight on the small of my back kept me down. "Hush, babe, just enjoy yourself..." A deep voice whispered.I did not. I got myself dressed and she called to me to come into the playroom when I was ready. We have a dedicated sex room with all sort of furniture and toys mirrors you name it a display of our perversity.She was dressed in a Dominatrix outfit that I hadn’t see before it was black patent leather clad in medal studs that supported her breasts just barely but they were fully exposed truly something to drool over, she was wearing a pair of matching panties black stocking and thigh high matching boots. For some reason, the towel she was rubbing her hair with fell down; she bent to pick that up and that time, I came to know that she was wearing no bra. She quickly realised that I was standing in front of her and came back to the initial position and said sorry. I was shocked and turned my face away, so that I would avoid an eye to eye contact.At the same time, I realised that I have an erection and for the first time I really wanted to fuck my aunt. We didn’t talk for some time. To break the. Koel : ohh yes…!! Lick it bitch, worship my feet.Me (moaning) : aaahhmmmm.K : tujhe yeh pasnd hai na, chat usse. Puja kar mere pairo ko.Me :yes malkin, you are my god I will worship your feet.K : nice bitch, ohh I forgot to tell we have a guest here. Aur mai chatihoon tum hamare guest ki aisehi welcome karo.Me: yes mistress…!Then I felt another feet on my face, so I kissed it and started worshiping their feets. It continued for about some time and when it was over my mistress spoke.K: how was.