Chapter 21 Master, I’m ready

The red velvet curtains easily created an extremely intimate atmosphere, the sunlight from outside was not allowed to seep in from any angle. Grace gently closed the door of the bedroom, as if completely entering a space where no one can find.
The bedroom is extremely clean and tidy. On the left side is a huge floor-to-ceiling window blocked by curtains, and a large and soft-looking bed is placed not far from the window. Looking to the right, there is a set of off-white sofas with curved edges, which gives a great sense of design.
On the far right of the room, there is another door. Grace walked over and pushed it open, revealing another spacious bathroom. A sleek white bathtub is placed in the center of the bathroom, surrounded by empty space without any crowding. The bright and transparent sunlight shines through the glass on one side, making the bathtub almost shimmer in the sunlight.
Grace felt that there was no reason to make her nervous or anxious anymore.
Her master had prepared everything for her.
On the sofa in the bedroom, there was a very prominent box.
Grace opened it and saw a soft red silk eyeblindfolds mask inside.
The bedroom was quiet, and Grace seemed to be infected by this atmosphere, only able to breathe in small breaths.
She sat on the soft sofa and took out her phone from her bag.
Opening the chat interface, C hadn't sent her any messages.
It was as if waiting patiently.
Grace tried putting on the red blindfoldseye mask, and the slightly cool silk wrapped around her eyes without any uncomfortable pressure, instead having a calming effect.
Grace adapted to the darkness for a few seconds and then pushed the eblindfoldsye mask slightly up, picking up her phone.
Before sending the message, she looked around again and took a deep breath, then sent the message.
Grace: Master, I am ready.
She immediately put her phone back in her bag, pushing the bag to the side of the sofa.
She lowered the blindfoldseye mask again, making sure her vision returned to darkness.
Losing sight was like losing eighty percent of one's reception of information from the outside world. Her body sank into darkness, and Grace felt a familiar sensation.
It was as if she had returned to the beginning, when she used to masturbate in front of her phone screen.
He was hidden in the darkness, and that only beam of light was shining on her.
At this moment, that feeling returned.
But she was no longer in her familiar territory; she was in her master's territory.
Even though her master had taken great care in trying to relax her emotions, the moment she put on the eye maskblindfolds, Grace's heartbeat uncontrollably increased.
In the darkness, the sound of her heartbeat was deafening.
Grace forced herself to lengthen each breath in order to achieve calmness.
After a short while, Grace slowly regained her breath. She reminded herself in her mind not to be nervous, not to be nervous.
However, the next second, through the bedroom door, she heard the faint sound of the main door pushing open.
Then came the quiet sound of the lock.
Her hands unconsciously gripped the soft surface of the sofa as a sharp buzzing sound rang in Grace's ears.
All her attention was forced to concentrate on that sound, hearing the sound of keys being placed on a cabinet, hearing the sound of hard leather shoes knocking against the floor, hearing the sound of cloth slippers rubbing against the carpet, and hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer.
Next, she I heard the sound of footsteps.
Finally, sheI heard the sound of the bedroom door being pushed open.
Grace may have felt herself calm enough, calm enough not to let her master notice her anxiety and helplessness.
But in the dim room, he saw his Grace, sitting stiffly on the couch, her body tense.
Her hands silently clenched the fabric of the couch, her thighs tightly tensed. Her feet were cramped on the carpet, releasing imperceptible trembles.
The master's footsteps stopped at the entrance of the bedroom.
The long silence was automatically interpreted by Grace as his intense scrutiny.
From top to bottom, an unobstructed, unwavering gaze.
She became a little hamster locked in a cage, while the immense master stood outside the cage, taking in everything about her.
The blindfold became an obstacle that Grace could handle, she didn't know what his gaze looked like, she didn't know what his expression was, she didn't know where he was looking or where he lingered.
She lost all ability to respond and could only wait helplessly.
This feeling made Grace even more helpless.
Her thoughts were almost numb, and she heard the master slowly walking towards her.
This time, Grace's shoulders began to uncontrollably tremble, but she still held onto the couch tightly, trying to calm herself.
Soon, she sensed the master standing in front of her.
Even though she couldn't see anything, even though he hadn't touched her at all.
An inexplicable aura enveloped Grace at this moment.
Then, a hand gently grabbed Grace's left hand, and Grace trembled unexpectedly, but obediently held the master's hand as well.
The master's hand was warm and strong.
In the darkness, her sense of touch became unusually keen.
Grace noticed that his palm was broad, his fingers slender, and they completely enveloped her hand.
His grip on Grace was light and gentle, as if deliberately easing her emotions.
He was pulling Grace out.
At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through Grace's mind.
Shouldn't she be kneeling by the door instead of sitting on the couch like this?
Based on many practices she had seen and heard in the community,circle, when training offline, subs often kneel by the door waiting for their master.
In previous videos, the master had also instructed her to kneel in front of the mirror.
Now, as the master held her hand and pulled her outside, was he asking her to kneel by his feet?
Her thoughts spun almost instantly, and she was certain that the master must have meant this.
She shouldn't be sitting comfortably and unattended on the couch like this.
So Grace's body leaned downwards, ready to kneel on the ground.
But the master's right hand forcefully went upward,
- and embraced her in his arms -