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Chapter ten

Sensory Play

I n the days that followed, Kaelis couldn’t stop thinking about the experience. It had been unlike anything she had ever imagined—intense yet safe, overwhelming yet empowering. She returned to Echelon twice more, each time working with Damian to explore something new. On one occasion, he introduced her to the concept of sensory play, using feathers and soft brushes to heighten her awareness.

The air was filled with a gentle scent of lavender, creating an atmosphere of tranquility and anticipation. “Now,” Damian said softly, “we’re going to explore sensory play again.”

Damian gently began to unbutton Kaelis’s blouse, his fingers trailing light patterns on her skin as each button was undone. He pushed the fabric off her shoulders, revealing her bare arms. He then slowly unzipped her skirt, allowing it to pool at her feet. “Step out.”

Kaelis obeyed, stepping out of her skirt and now standing before Damian in her undergarments. Damian’s gaze was appreciative yet also professional and respectful. He gently traced the lace of her bra, his touch sending shivers down her spine. “Lay down on the pillows.”

Kaelis did as she was told, spreading her body out among the plush pillows. Damian took his time admiring her. She had an amazing body - toned from years of swimming, yet still softly curved where it mattered. He unhooked her bra, freeing her full breasts.

Damian left the room for a moment, returning with a large, soft pillow and a bag of feathers of various sizes. He placed the pillow under Kaelis’s head, encouraging her to relax. Then, slowly, he trailed the feathers over her skin, gently tickling her neck, shoulders, and arms.

“Damian?” Kaelis murmured as the feathers tickled her ribs, making her giggle. “Mm?” he responded, continuing his soft torture. “Can you… will you blindfold me?” she asked softly, biting her lower lip. Damian paused, then grinned wolfishly.

Damian left the room again for a moment, returning with a black silk blindfold. He placed it under her head and encouraged her to relax. “Lay down on the pillows,” he said softly, securing the blindfold around her eyes.

With her vision cut off, Kaelis’s senses amplified. She could hear Damian moving around, then felt him kneel between her legs. He traced the lace of her panties with a single feather, slowly dragging it down her legs and removing them completely.

Damian began to trail the feathers along her inner thighs, the soft quills gently brushing against her sensitive skin. He worked his way up, closer and closer to her center. Kaelis bit back a moan, her hips lifting slightly off the pillows. He then traced her V-line, making her gasp.

Damian moved the feathers up higher, gently brushing them against her waist. He then trailed them down to her belly button, making Kaelis giggle softly. He circled the quills around her navel, teasing her slowly and building anticipation.

Kaelis squirmed under Damian’s feather touch. Her body grew hot, and her breath quickened. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second. The feathers tickled her sides, making her laugh softly but also arching her back slightly, pushing her breasts up. Damian noticed the change.

Damian took notice of Kaelis’s growing arousal and decided to heighten her senses further. He gently ran the feathers over her collarbone, making her shiver with anticipation. He then moved them down to her breasts, circling each nipple lightly, causing them to harden under his teasing touch.

Damian, satisfied with his effect on Kaelis, continued his journey down her body. He trailed the feathers over her ribs, tickling her with every touch. Kaelis laughed softly, her chest rising and falling with each breath. Damian noticed the wetness between her legs and smiled to himself.

God… Kaelis thought to herself, feeling her heart race as Damian’s feathers danced across her skin. Every touch… every slip of those feathers… Her nipples were painfully hard against the fabric of her shirt, and she could feel the warmth pooling between her legs.

Kaelis lay on the padded bench, Damian kneeling beside her. His hand brushed gently against her shoulder. “Take your time,” he murmured, his voice a calming balm. “There’s no rush.”

Kaelis nodded faintly, her breath still uneven. As she returned to herself, the overwhelming sensations slowly ebbed away.

Damian reached for a soft blanket, draping it over her with care. “You were incredible,” he said, his voice low and filled with genuine pride. The words washed over Kaelis, her cheeks warming as a flicker of pride stirred within her.

She turned her head slightly toward him, her lips curving into the faintest smile. “Thank you,” she whispered, the words almost lost in the quiet intimacy of the room.

As her breathing steadied, Damian handed her a glass of water. “Drink,” he urged gently, holding it steady while she sipped. The cool liquid was a welcome relief, grounding her further. He stayed close, watching her carefully for any signs of discomfort or distress. “How are you feeling?” he asked, his tone soft but insistent. Kaelis considered the question for a moment before replying, “Good. Tired, but… good.” Damian nodded, his expression unreadable but attentive.

He slid onto the bench beside her, his movements slow and deliberate as if not to startle her. His arm looped around her shoulders, drawing her into a comforting embrace. “You gave me everything tonight,” he murmured, his lips close to her ear. “And I couldn’t be more proud of you.”

Kaelis exhaled shakily, the warmth of his words sinking deep into her.