Tales of the Rope

Chapter 18: Hot Summer Day

Chapter 18: Hot Summer Day

She twisted slowly in midair; a package of beauty amid the green leaves and speckled shadows under the pepper tree. I admired the scene as I sat back in the web chair and sipped ice tea.

Glenda was a beautiful woman, one to be admired under any conditions, but Glenda naked and tied up is a thing of profound beauty.

eye to roam down the rope to those pretty feet. The toes pointed upward, providing a nice arch. The ankles were very close together, of course, welded tightly by white rope wrapped many times around her slender ankles and cinched down quite firmly by her weight pulling downward. I let my attention drift downward along calves and knees and smooth-skinned thighs to linger lovingly at the fury triangle as it came into view, then

sighed at the way they had been crossed then pulled up high on her

framed by raven black hair, those deep green eyes with their tiny emerald spark of lust? Well, the hair was hanging down right then, but it still looked beautiful. Her eyes still held that spark, although whether lust or anger was a bit hard to

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