He had left her there. All day it felt like. In reality it had only been forty minutes. Forty minutes of being secured to the bed. Hands tied to each corner. Knees folded and tied flush with the sheets. The vibrator strapped to her clit. Her poor fucking clit. The vibrator was set low. A … Continue reading “No.”
Tie me Sir. It’s when I’m most vulnerable. When I’ve been the closest to uttering that two syllable word we’ve agreed upon. And it is when I’m at my most vulnerable where the magic happens. When all choices have been handed off to You. When all trust has been placed into Your hands without hesitation. … Continue reading Tie Me.
There’s nothing like rope biting through your skin. Heating up your wrists. Ankles. You don’t struggle against them because you want out. No. You struggle against them to be reminded of how tight they are. To be reminded that there is no escaping. To be reminded just how helpless you are. Just as a toy … Continue reading The Heat of the Rope.
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