Tales of the Rope

Chapter 8: Home Delivery Continued

Brian gulped again, and looked up at this incredibly beautiful, handcuffed woman.

“You said in your letters that you have plenty of ropes?” Susie hinted. “Why don’t you get them out?” She smiled most sincerely at him. “I hope you really know how to tie a girl,” she purred.

Words stuck in his throat, so he just swept her up into his arms and carried her to the bedroom. Her skin was very soft and warm to his touch.

It was true that he had experience at tying young ladies. It had been a passion of his during his teenage years and carried on to college where he found many willing young women. And he had been quite good at it. But finding women who loved it as much as he did was always a problem.

Brian set Susie down on her feet beside the bed. From the bottom drawer of his dresser, he selected a length of rope. Like all his ropes, it was coiled tightly and had a small loop tied in one end. Susie looked down at the handcuffs and numerous coils of rope still in the drawer and there was a smile of delight on her face. She actually licked her lips. Brian swallowed hard.

Kneeling down beside her, he told her to place her feet together. Then he bound her ankles tightly together, admiring those high heel-clad feet with each turn of the rope.

Susie said nothing. But he could see her breathing was heavier now. And those large nipples were taut. With her unable to walk, he felt it was safe to unlock her hands. With the handcuffs removed, she kept her arms behind her back to make it easy for him to bind the wrists with palms facing, and then the elbows, making sure that they were tightly together. He remembered from David’s letters that Susie loved her elbows bound as tightly as possible behind her. He jerked on the cinch rope until the clothesline couldn’t sink any more into the soft flesh above her elbows. Then he knotted the rope several times.

He came around to the front of his captive. She was biting her lip gently and her eyes were closed. Without opening them, she said, “Please gag me. I don’t want to talk any more.”

When it was firmly buckled in place, he found both of them were breathing heavily. And the elbows being together behind her did incredible things to make her breasts stick out. And that wasn’t all that was sticking out.

His reward was a moan of pure pleasure from the bound and gagged woman. He toyed with the nipples and squeezed hard. Susie pressed back against his hands and moaned.

her back onto the bed, not caring that she lay on her bound arms. Quickly he untied the ropes he had just placed on her ankles and spread the legs wide. Using the rope just taken off, he looped one ankle and tied it to the leg of the bed at one corner. Using another rope,

nose, and she wiggled suggestively,

He shoved deeply, and they both gasped.

a minute they both were exploding into intense orgasms, the female trailing the male by no more

around her and shuddered as he spent his sexual fluid into her eager receptacle. The muscles of her vagina squeezed him, milking him

luck. Finally he reached for the gag to remove it, but Susie shook her head and made noises plainly indicating that she didn’t want the gag taken out. He knew with the instinct

and carried both back into the bedroom. He tied her legs together at the ankles and above the knees, making the ropes very tight, far tighter then he had ever tied a girl before. Then he tucked her legs under the chair and tied a

eyes had stayed closed, giving the impression that she was off in some other world. But what he did next brought her back. Taking a short length of rope, he doubled it in his hand, and then doubled it again. Then he lashed out with the rope, catching both breasts

red marks

and hurt a little,” he informed, now the Master. “But there

her permission for him to lash the tender flesh of her breasts. They both knew that it would

woman to savor her helpless condition. Some of the lashes of the cotton clothesline were directed across the tops of her

smacking of her breasts, he noticed that she was straining against the ropes that held her. But he was experienced, he had not lied in his letters, the bondage was good and she could do nothing to free herself. Still she continued to struggle and strain against the ropes until he noticed that her eyes were closed again and her face flushed. Realizing what was happening, Brian kept up a steady lashing of the big breasts, not hard but steady enough to keep a low