Learning The Ropes

From Pussy Talk, a bondage evening that began well:

M came home with a little surprise last weekend: two six-foot lengths of half-inch nylon rope, bright crimson, the cut ends handsomely whipped with black electrical tape.

And so later that night, blindfolded with black silk and trussed with red rope, I thrashed about while he assaulted me with ice-cubes. He trailed them over my nipples and let them drip onto me, then put them in his mouth while he licked and sucked my cunt. He tickled and smacked me with a big feather duster. When I shrieked and twisted away from him in delight, he’d slap my arse. Hard. He straddled my chest and stuck his rigid cock in my mouth.

Sounds like a good time was had by all.

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