One day, Tails woke up slowly and groggily to find his wrists and ankles bound and attached to his bed. As he tested his restraints, he discovered that there was merely an inch of give, though, thankfully, his fingers were free and he could wiggle them around. Shade appeared before him, saying, "Get ready."

Shade was his mistress today and was currently straddling his thighs, stroking his cock slowly in her petite little hand. To say that he woke up hard would be an understatement, he was currently achingly ready to go. In fact, he slowly began to sense that something was off and he issued an animalistic growl before trying to formulate anything coherent, he questioned, amused and a bit horrified, "What the fuck is on my balls?"

The voice of his mistress filled the air and he realized then what he had missed, he was blindfolded. The world was pure black noir with not even a fleck of light leaking into its edges. He quickly swiped at his bottom lip with the tip of his tongue, then sighed and asked in a husky tone, "What did you do to me, Shade? I know it's you."

Still stroking his impressive length, she grinned, "I'm waking you up, Tails, it's time to play."

Tails allowed his head to drop back onto the pillow, his breath catching in his throat as she gripped him tightly and stroked his throbbing flesh, "What's on my balls?"

"A cock ring."

Realizing that restrained as he was, Tails didn't have much more choice than to lie back and take whatever she was going to dish out, he sighed, gritted his teeth at the sensations that she was bringing to his body and groaned, "What's it...going to do?"

"Hopefully it will help you to get the hardest, most achingly painful erection of your life."

"I think I'm there already, I feel like my cock is going to break free of my skin."

"Good."

She absolutely loved that he couldn't see her right now, that Tails would have to follow her movements based solely off sensations and the sound of her voice. Despite this, Shade would love to say that she had not dressed the part today, she was completely naked so as to waste no time.

As Shade grabbed her long, black leather riding crop in her hand and gazed up Tails's body. With him restrained to the bed, his body was laid out in a feast for her eyes. From his shoulders down to his twitching cock, she appreciated every single, delicious inch of Tails. However, Shade had to snap herself out of her trance, harness her inner goddess and take control, so without further ado, she raised the crop into the air and brought it down right onto the his chest. Had he not been tethered, he would have sat up straight in bed when he screamed, "JESUS!"

Lowering the crop down to her favorite part of his body, she chewed on her bottom lip before beginning to issue a series of gentle taps to his balls, asking, "Does that hurt?"

He began testing his restraints again as he groaned, "A little bit."

"What should I do to you next?"

Before Tails could respond, she climbed off the bed and went to the dresser, where she had left a candle burning. Carefully, she brought it back over to the bed with her, then re-straddled his gorgeous body and ran her free hand up his chest and over his nipples, purring, "I have a surprise for you."

"What is it?"

"I can't tell you."

Shade inched backwards so that she was seated just above Tails's kneecaps with his glorious erection right in front of her, then leaned up and over his chest and grinned, "This will definitely hurt, baby."

As the wax poured down from the candle onto his chest, Tails drew in a rough breath then let out an animalistic hiss, but his body remained fairly still. When there was no wax left with which to play, Shade blew out the candle and leaned over to place it safely onto the bedside table. Then, she ran her hands up and down his toned chest, digging the tips of her nails gently into the hardened wax accumulations and spreading them all over Tails's skin and he hissed, "Shit. That felt fucking weird! What are you going to do to me next?"

She took that moment to snatch a little steel implement from the bedside table. With the pinwheel in her hand, Shade positioned her moist core right over his erection and pressed herself down gently with a loud moan. Tails growled in the back of his throat, "Fuck. That feels amazing."

"How about this?"

Next, Shade gently pushed the spokes of the Wartenberg pinwheel down into his skin and rolled it up the center of his chest. A myriad of emotions crossed over his features, but Tails seemed to settle on curiosity, "What the fuck is that?"

"A Wartenberg wheel."

"You mean that little silver wheel with spikes to excite my tactile response? If it is, you are exciting something and it actually hurts how fucking hard I am right now."

"I can feel that."

Now Shade bounced gently to let Tails know that she was very happy to have her body pressed against his, "Also, I might have another surprise for you!"

Unable to move, he did his best to shrug his shoulders, "Oh? What?"

Shade reached down, holding his cock delicately before lowering herself onto him and sinking downward slowly, Tails sighed hungrily, "Holy shit, that feels fucking amazing."

Moving her hips in a slow circle, Shade sank all the way down, allowing his entirety to fill her body to bursting. Not that Tails could see anything she was doing, but she grabbed her breasts in her hands and squeezed roughly as she placed her body fully down onto his, moaning, "Fuck. You are perfect!"

Out of reflex, he went to reach for her hips to direct her movements, then met with resistance on his wrists and groaned, "Shit, babe. I can't touch you!"

"That's kind of the point."

Tails continued trying to twist himself in order to increase sensation, but he was bound too tightly. Frustrated, he gritted his teeth and then ultimately made a noise of defeat, "Please. Move, do something, do anything. Make me fucking cum!"

Atop him, Shade began to ride him at a painfully languid pace, running her delicate hands over his chest and slowly removing all of the wax pieces. She purred and made noises of pleasure, but she spoke not a single word. He felt his muscles tensing, needing something more or a faster pace. He growled, "Shade, please? Faster! Fuck me faster!"

At this, she slowed her pace but began to twirl two of her fingers over her clit in a languid circle. Shade arched her back into her own touch, leaning her head back and allowing her long hair to dust across his legs. Tails groaned in frustration. "Fucking hell. Fuck me harder already!"

"Call me your mistress!"

Wrapping his fingers around the headboard and trying to piston his hips upward, he said, "Mistress, please fuck me faster! You're killing me here. I'm so close, I just need that little bit more. Mistress, please?"

Ignoring him, Shade continued her fancy finger work, only gyrating her hips at a minimum to make sure that Tails stayed painfully hard and ready inside her. The more he pleaded, the slower she moved until she was finally able to bring herself to orgasm, the visual of having his body laid out beneath her, the frustration apparent on his beautiful features and the beauty of seeing his wrists bound and his helplessness helped propel her release to new heights and as she tossed her head back, she felt her body's fluids release as Shade screamed out Tails's name.

When Tails came, both were too tired to resume the BDSM. Tails felt Shade remove the blindfold and asked her, "Happy, Mistress?"

"Yep. You can go back to calling me Shade."

"Ok, Shade."

Shade cuddled with Tails and they napped.