He put the headphones over her ears. “Sir, wha…” She felt his hand cup her mouth firmly but gently. She couldnt see or hear him at all. She whimpered softly into his hand not understanding what was going on. That is, until she felt his hands. His hands slowly wandering down her naked, bound body. She couldn’t think of anything else. Couldn’t hear or see anything but his big strong hands. Caressing her, touching her. Stroking her. He touched her nipples and felt her sex tingle. Slowly he worked down her body, enjoying her, watching her body react to him. By the time his fingers gently met her pussy, she was practically panting. There was nothing else in her mind. His hand. Her body. She was completely lost in his touch. Helpless to his whim. His wants. His desires.