The Captive

 

In a shed, lit only by a naked light bulb, the Captive listens for his Captor.  The Captor has already begun to undress him, and his intentions are becoming clear.  Although the Captive  can't know his Captor, and being shackled and blind-folded is scary, he can't help himself from getting more and more excited with each disrobing touch.  The captor runs the tips of his fingers lightly down the small of the captive's back, and up the inside of his thigh.  Finally the Captive's body betrays him, and begs for the Captor's touch.