Blindfolded, Amira could hear deep voices just outside the door of the room she was in. In her head, she imagined the terms discussed and the agreement made. Ribbons of excitement and anxiety curled and meshed in the pit of her stomach. She knew it would do her no good to wonder what pleasures or pain lie ahead, but her mind raced.
Taking in a deep breath, Amira struggled to clear her scattered thoughts. The hint of vanilla in the air surrounded her like a warm cloak in her naked state. The methodical tick tock of the grandfather clock somewhere in the darkened space comforted her as she gingerly shifted on the wood chair. Such a small movement created a flurry of erotic sensations as the rope tightened between her legs and stretched across her back and breasts. She exhaled and focused on the feel of the twined hemp restricting her body, pressing against her skin like a lover’s lips as her pulse sped up.
The proud look on her master’s face gave her courage as she heard the door open. She understood every carefully placed knot of rope represented the bond of trust they shared...a testament to their love.
Bound by Love © Nichelle Gregory 2012
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