Melody sipped slowly at what, she had decided, would definitely be her last glass of champagne as he savored a cognac, after the meal. He looked at her, silently, over the rim of his glass, and Melody felt the mood change - her breath catching when she noticed, gleaming in his eyes, a hunger that had nothing to do with food. Melody remembered how and why she had come to be here, and her heart started to pound.

He looked at his watch, briefly, then set down his glass and walked to a sideboard, taking something from a drawer. As he turned back to face her, Melody saw that it was a thin strip of black silk.

Without a word, he came to stand behind Melody's chair, and slowly placed the silk over her eyes, tying it at the back of her head to blindfold her. Melody breathed in the scent of him, warm, spicy and masculine, as she sat in sudden, total darkness.

He took her by the hand, guiding her up out of her seat and leading her to the other side of the room. Their footsteps sounded very loud, echoing in the large space. Letting go of her hand, he held Melody gently by the shoulders as he positioned her where he wanted her. Her heart pounded as she felt his fingers working at the clasp of her dress, and then felt the brush of silk flowing over her skin as the dress fell, pooling around her feet.

Melody bit her lower lip, nervously, as she stood before him in nothing but panties, stockings and high heels. "You'd think I'd be used to this by now," she thought to herself, wryly. But she still trembled with anticipation at the thought of him standing there, devouring her with those piercing eyes.

She felt the warmth of his body at her back, and then his hands caressing her body - stroking the sides of her breasts before brushing his palms over her nipples. Melody let out a low moan of desire, finally feeling the touch she had been craving for so long - her pussy growing moist with need.

He rolled her nipples between his fingers, teasing and pinching the tender buds, his touch stoking the flames of her arousal until her whole skin became a giant erogenous zone - even the brush of his chest against her back making her tingle.

She felt him crouch down, and then his fingers at the waistband of her thong panties, pulling them slowly down her thighs. Melody steadied herself with a hand on his shoulder as he lifted each of her feet in turn, pulling the panties off over her shoes, slowly stripping her. As he stood, she felt his finger brushing slowly along the cleft of her freshly-waxed pussy. Without sight, every touch was exquisitely detailed, the rough skin of his fingertip rubbing at her smooth, sensitive lips.

He guided her forwards, gently pulling her hand down until Melody felt soft, padded leather, and realized that he was guiding her onto her hands and knees on top of the circular ottoman she had noticed earlier. Melody imagined what he must be seeing - her pale skin shining against the expanse of black leather. His kneeling slut, eager to be used. Her throat was dry, and she waited expectantly to feel his next touch.

The sudden chiming of the doorbell sounded so loud, it made Melody jump. Her mind wheeled in confusion, and she thought this must be some terrible mistake - a delivery to the wrong address, or something. She heard his footsteps heading for the door. Melody's heart leapt into her throat as she realized she would be immediately visible to whoever was standing at the door. She sat back onto her heels, one arm wrapped around her breasts as she covered her pussy with the other hand. She blushed, praying that he would simply send whoever was there away.

Her prayer must have fallen on deaf ears, because the next thing she heard was multiple footsteps heading her way. She couldn't tell how many people were walking towards her - a few, at least. But, she was sure they were all men - their footsteps were too slow, and the sound of their shoes was wrong for any of them to be women. Melody waited, her head darting from side to side, as the footsteps circled around her. She had the sense of the men surrounding her, their eyes devouring her exposed and helpless body.