The blindfold was comfortable enough. Stephen had been very considerate. “Is that OK for you, hon?” he had said as he tied the ribbons behind my head. He had been careful not to catch my hair. I smiled and nodded, starting to feel that familiar buzz of excitement low in my belly. I sat back on my heels, my hands starting to sweat a little. Anticipation building. I could sense others entering the room, I wasn’t sure how many, perhaps three maybe five. It was usually around half a dozen altogether. I could feel a giggle rising in my chest, at this point I couldn’t stop grinning. I could feel…