Sold on the Web/enterhousefirst
You can hear the man opening a door. It creaks as if it's a massive, wooden door, one you'd find in castles. His house must be huge. You can feel his breath on your neck, he must be really close. Your mind rushes with thoughts of what he will do to you, an suddenly you can feel him touching the back of your head.
"This knot here is really tight, i can't get my fingers in it. Wait here please, I'm going to get some scissors." You do as your new master told you to. After a few minutes he returns. He tries to push his fingers under the fabric of the blindfold and manages to get enough space between your head and the knot to slide the scissors under it. With a swift movement the blindfold youve been wearing for god knows how long falls to the ground. You try to open your eyes, but even the dimmed light of the main hall is too much for your poor eyes. You stand there for a few minutes, doing nothing but trying to get your eyes to get used to light. Your master stands right beside you, giving you all the time you need. He really seems nice and caring. By the time your eyes are done focusing on the real life he has already undone your arms. With your arms free you rub your eyes for what feels like hours.
The first thing you see is a huge hallway with tall walls and a beautiful artistic ceiling. Paintings line the walls, they show all sorts of things, but mostly people. You hear your masters voice behind you.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" he asks. You can't say anything at all. You've never seen something this... amazing before. Well, you don't really remember seeing anything before, so of course this is beautiful. "Yeah..." you say absentminded. You look down onto the shiny marble floor, the ceiling reflecting in it. You keep looking down until you see your face. You can't remember ever seeing your face. Kneeling down, you start examining your face as if you saw it for the first time. It was dirty, like, really dirty, but you can recognize your pale skin underneath the dirt.
With you kneeling on the floor you don't realize that you were sticking your butt up so high that your master was able to see your young, perfect ass and pussy. He gives your butt a little slap, forcing you to squeal a little. You look up at him, causing him to laugh.
"You sound so cute!" He chuckles. "I think we should get you cleaned up first, don't you think?" You look back down, into the reflection of your face.
"Yes." You say."I think that would be nice", knowing not to disobey your master.