**Chapter 10: Teasing and Edging**

The air seemed to vibrate with tension as Natalie stood before Misty, her eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity. The blindfold had heightened Misty's senses, making her acutely aware of every sound, every movement. The darkness pulsed with an energy all its own, and she could feel Natalie's gaze on her like a physical touch. With a deliberate slowness, Natalie reached out and trailed her fingers across Misty's skin, sending shivers down her spine. The touch was light, almost teasing, but Misty could sense the power coiled within Natalie's movements. She knew that Natalie was expertly building the anticipation, waiting for the perfect moment to unleash her full intensity. Misty took a deep breath, her heart racing with anticipation. She had discussed this with Natalie beforehand, had agreed to let her take the lead in this aspect of their play. The concept of teasing and edging had always fascinated her, and she was eager to experience it firsthand. Natalie's hand moved, her fingers brushing against Misty's skin, and then, in a swift motion, she brought her palm down on Misty's thigh. The sound was sharp, the impact stinging, but Misty felt a rush of excitement rather than pain. The sensation was unlike anything she had experienced before, a thrill that ran through her veins like liquid fire. She gasped, her body responding instinctively to the sensation. The sting faded quickly, replaced by a warm glow that spread across her skin like a gentle flame. Natalie did it again, her hand connecting with Misty's skin in a series of firm, controlled slaps. The sensation was building, intensifying, and Misty could feel herself becoming lost in the rhythm of it. Each impact sent a shiver through her body, each touch igniting a fire that threatened to consume her. She felt herself becoming one with the moment, her body responding to Natalie's touch with an intensity that left her breathless. But just as she thought Natalie was going to continue, she stopped. The silence was oppressive, heavy with anticipation. Misty felt herself trembling, her body responding to the sudden stillness. She was waiting for something, for some sign or signal that would tell her what to do next. Natalie's fingers trailed across her skin, sending shivers down her spine. "You're doing great, Misty," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "But I think it's time to take it to the next level." Misty's heart skipped a beat as Natalie reached out and gently ran her fingers over Misty's labia. The touch was light, almost teasing, but Misty could feel the electricity running through her body. She was on the edge, teetering between desire and frustration. Natalie's fingers danced across her skin, sending shivers down her spine. Misty could feel herself becoming more and more aroused, her body responding to Natalie's touch with an intensity that left her breathless. And then, just as suddenly, Natalie stopped again. The silence was oppressive, heavy with anticipation. Misty felt herself trembling, her body responding to the sudden stillness. She was waiting for something, for some sign or signal that would tell her what to do next. "Please," Misty whispered, her voice barely audible. Natalie's response was immediate. Her fingers slipped inside Misty, sending a rush of pleasure through her body. Misty gasped, her body responding with a surge of desire. She was lost in the moment, trapped in a world of sensations and desire. The darkness seemed to amplify every sensation, making her acutely aware of the world around her. She felt Natalie's gaze on her, burning with an intensity that seemed to match her own. The air was thick with tension, heavy with anticipation. Misty knew that she was on the edge of something, that Natalie was leading her to a place of no return. And she was ready.