The rope

[na****]

"Open your legs a little",
I say as I kneel down.
I tie the rope around one knee,
then the other.
It hangs loosely between them,
almost reaching the ground.

"The rope's not doing anything?",
you say with a touch of insolence.

"Oh, you'll see."
and you'll regret taking that tone.

I stand up again
and bind your wrists behind your back.
Here too, the rope dangles down, loose.

I place some toys on the mat.
some for ***,
some for pleasure.

Then I lift up the rope connecting your wrists
and slip between you and it.
I hook my legs through the rope
tying your knees.
I put my arms around you
and bring you down slowly.

I lie back onto the mat,
pulling you with me.
Now that I'm lying on it,
the rope between your wrists is no longer loose.

"Relax", I whisper.
Your head dangles backwards over my shoulder
your neck is beautifully exposed
to my tongue, my teeth, my grip.

Now I start to spread my legs open.
You try to keep yours closed.
It's no use.
The rope between your knees,
loose as it was,
***s you to follow
until finally it tightens.

"Is the rope doing anything now?"
You nod and grunt slightly.

You lie there fully exposed
your body d***d on top of mine.

I have your full attention
and you cannot escape mine.

I will feel every breath you take
and every breath you miss.
I will feel every twitch and flinch and gasp,
every involuntary struggle and shudder.
I will feel it when you instinctively try to close your legs
or move your hands
because I am what's keeping you pinned in place.
I am the rope now too.
 

[Deleted Member]

Absolutely beautiful