Tales of the Rope

Chapter 17: Scary Night Continued

But how long he was going to leave her that night became a very important subject to the bound girl. She wished she had asked him before the gag went in. He might have told her. “Nnnnggghhh! Arrrgggghhh!” The noises were nothing like words.

Nick backed off a couple steps and looked his handiwork up and down. It was a very nicely done up package. He noted how the ropes cut into that soft flesh, and how the breasts rose and fell with each panting breath. And the look of fear in her eyes was priceless. She whined and tried to talk, and looked so deliciously helpless. He became aware of a bulge in his pants and an ache in his cock. It wanted to get into that beautiful female. Well, it would just have to wait.

He loved the worried look and decided it was time for the big surprise. “Do you know what house this is?” he asked casually. After a few seconds of waiting for her to answer, he continued, “It’s the Madison house.” He could see from the look of near panic on her face that she knew what that meant.

Nervously the naked girl looked around. Then she gave forth with a strangled cry and lunged her body against the ropes that held her. Wildly she struggled, jerking and tugging for all she was worth. Of course the ropes did not yield. They had been tied with skill, tightness and many solid knots. But it was such fun to watch her frantic efforts to escape. Nick could have watched that show all night.

“That’s right,” he teased. “This is the famous haunted Madison house. Everyone in town knows about the strange lights and noises here. No one will go near this place. There are stories about people who tried to spend the night here... And disappeared...”

himself. Nancy was

the first person brave enough to spend the night here. Of course, you’ll have to...” This was

teenager jerked around, and he could hear the boards of the wall creak. But they were solid enough; she

enough to pat a heaving

to life. It was strong and in a place where she

was already in complete darkness. Then he left, chuckling to himself. This was the most wonderful trick he had ever pulled on Nancy. He was sure it would be no worse than leaving her tied back in his apartment. There really were no such things

when the van started up and drove away. She cried out as loudly as she could but she knew that he had

the ropes, straining and jerking round. But someplace during her struggles another feeling took over her body. She had been pretty turned on during the drive over there. Now, with tight ropes around her and that marvel of plastic and electric motor humming

arched her body against the ropes, gripped tightly in the most wonderful feeling any woman can

with her fear. Like all the children, she had grown up being scared by stories of the haunted Madison house. The idea of being tied up all night in a haunted house was terrible. But now she