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DreamWeaverAz -> Bound (1/25/2005 8:17:30 PM)
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…..Sitting upon His chair near the warmth of the fire His eyes roaming her soft form resting at His side, having just brought Him a steaming cup of His favorite tea. Her smile the most content one she has known, pleased that He enjoyed the meal she chose for His pleasure. His fingers softly entwining through her soft, fragrant hair, the sensation of His finger tips grazing the flesh of her neck, warming her more and more into complete contentment not that she strays far from that feeling since the day she gave herself to Him. So many months ago it was but at times seeming so many years ago because of the bond they now share and His caring to learn her every detail, her every fear, her every need. He took her from what she was to the girl she is now and together T/they have explored so much about T/themselves her love and trust so deep now.
Her body shivers as His fingers slip through her hair over and over as T/they sit watching the fire, its flames licking at the logs with in the hearth and sending its tiny fireflies up the chimney and the crackling sounds fill T/their ears. She feels His hand stop mid stroke, cupping her head softly His voice fills her ears “The meal was wonderful my pet, everyday you please Me more and more and tonight One has something special for you. Knowing your desire for always feeling Me around you. One picked a little something up today while He was out. Go get that package by the door and bring it here my pet.”
She feels His eyes upon her as she rises and quickly moves across the floor in her own grace, her movements always pleasing to His eyes she knows, she reaches the package with a gleam in her eyes as she turns with it in her hands and quickly moves back to Him, placing it before His feet she kneels back into her perfect form and then looks up to His gleaming eyes. “Open it my pet.” His soft voice commands. She carefully pulls at the strings of the box yet nearly yanks them off in her eagerness to see what awaits her with in.
The fire pops and crackles as the last of the string slips from the package and she lifts the box lid off. Her eyes raise to His in puzzlement and wonder at the contents. “With in the box are silk ropes My pet, with which tonight W/we begin a new journey of exploration of your needs and deepest desires.
Tonight W/we shall delve deeper than mere cuffs upon your soft wrists. Tonight My pet, W/we explore bondage with the ropes of shinju.” Her eyes now ablaze with delight because she has always enjoyed the extent of bondage she has been exposed to, but she has always had a deep passion for bondage. At the same time she feels the pit of her stomach tighten with apprehension of how much she might actually be able to handle, though she knows He will not allow her harm. He rises up before her, taking the silken ropes into His hands His voice rings out sternly: “Remove your garb my pet, quickly now, and return to Nadu!” The sternness stinging her ears, she jumps and quickly disrobes, exposing her tender body to His eyes once again. Her soft breasts growing taut in the coolness of the air as she feels it gentle air flow across her whole body. She returns to her proper Nadu position, upon her knees, ankles crossed, knees parted, and her hands upon her thighs face up and her eyes lowered before Him. “You please me my pet.”
She watches as He moves behind her and she feels His presence kneeling down behind her as she feels the first rope slowly being wrapped around her snuggly. Three times around her it goes, cinching up firmly under her breasts and wrapping fully around her arms and torso. He secures it in place behind her back. The feeling of the ropes about her begin to raise uncertainty in her mind but at the same time the silken firmness feels secure and comfortingly arousing. He begins wrapping the second rope about her, again its three loops wrap out around her arms, higher this time though, its bands trapping her breasts more underneath them as they are cinched down firmly as once again He secures it behind her back.
He moves around in front of her, His hands bearing another strand of silken rope, and he loops it underneath the lowest set of bands that encompass her and then twists and weaves the new strand partially under and partially over the higher bands and then lays one side of the rope to either side of her neck. The weaving of the three ropes having formed a halter about her breasts, the feeling of the ropes tightly around her and caressing her soft flesh as she breaths arousing her more as her mind races with the possibilities of being totally restrained and at His will, to be used in anyway that pleases Him. He moves around behind her, taking the strands that cross over her shoulders and loops them under and about the back side of the other two sets of bands pulling them firmly into place so that now all three sets of rope snug to her body, wrapping her in His device, as if it were Him holding her Himself and at the same time she realizes her arms are now restrained somewhat and feels Him running the ropes edges through the small space between her arms and her body and the ropes being looped back around behind her yet again. As they are pulled tight she feels her arms pulled back and the feeling of helplessness building with in her. She looks to find His eyes to see the safeness in them but is not allowed to turn to find them behind her as the ropes are secured.
His hands grasp her bound arms and pull her to standing position. The firmness of His grasp surges through her mostly bound body until she is fully up. His body moves in front of her, her eyes lowered but filling more and more with the fire as she watches His hands for a chain of knots in a strand of rope. He ties an end of that rope to the harness that encasses her torso so deliciously firmly and pulls the knotted strand down over her sex, the knots allowed to loosely press against her growing heat, as the other end of the rope is drawn up between her shapely ass cheeks and secured to the web that ensnares her.
Her fire burning more and more as she struggles with herself to remain standing still as she knows she is supposed to but the deliciousness of the ropes pulling against her soft flesh and the knots softly grinding against her sex as He entwines her legs down in the web grows more and more unbearably exquisite.
As her ankles are lastly pulled together and laced up securely with the ropes she feels the completeness of her vulnerablity near. His eyes alight with the passion her submission gives Him as He rises, keeping her upright and stable as He secures one last rope to the center of the net, securing it just beneath her trapped breasts, pausing to softly brush a few finger tips across her jutting hard nipples sending a wave of fire through them, and then finishing securing the rope as she fights whimpering in delight need. He pulls the rope over the rafter and gently she feels the ropes binding into her a bit tighter as she rises off the floor. Suspended she is lowered back to where she is just about 3 feet above the floor, layed back, her breasts squeezed firmly by the ropes pushing her aching nipples out even more and the knots rest down across her burning sex softly grinding into her clit. His hands secure the last end of the rope to her the binding that encase her ankles so she hovers delicately before His burning eyes.
Completely vulnerable to His ever whim her body surges with the heat building with in as His fingers travel softly up and down her tender body. The flesh on fire from the rope and His touch a moan slips from her lips and He smiles. His fingers tug firmly across her pointed nipples as her sex aches to release and press against the knots more but are unable to. The sounds of her whimpers of need and desire pleasing to His ears, He reaches down to her sex, fingers slipping to either side of the knots and parting her so the knots touch her more deeply. The fingers stroke soflty for a moment as her whimpers deepen, He feels her body so tense, so needy to please Him but needing to release in the bliss that awaits her.
His hands roam her legs down and back up underneath, sensing every inch of her trembling flesh again and again as His eyes watch hers. His fingers smack to her bare shaply ass, sending a jolt of fire into her and a groan leaping from her lips as the jolt rubs the knots against her clit and her sex burns with the ache of need beyond any now she has ever experienced. He looks up and down her tender trapped body with and lets His hands travel across her swollen nipples again. Spreading a hand and trapping both nipples under thumb and fingers of the one hand He presses in firmly as He whispers to her "its time". His free hand lowering to the knots and rocks them gently between His fingers, stroking her swollen soaked clit with the knots slowly. Feeling the wave surging her body shudders deeper than everbefore, wrestling against the bonds and forcing the pure pleasure to the places the ropes dont bind. Her nipples burning with passion as her sex explodes over and over against His knots and fingers. The pleasuring sound of her groans fills His ears as she hangs shuddering in His device and touch. The knots teasing her clit over and over with her own motions she cries tears of extacy as the wave slowly subsides and she falls back exhausted into the bindings and His hands.
His voice ringing softly in her numb ears as He lowers her to the floor telling her how He knew this would be a good night and that she has yet again pleased Him with her gifts. He slowly releases her from the bonds. Each one having left a sweet reminder of her time being bound for Him.
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