Bondage Sex Session

Lilly writes in an introspective, almost poetic, way about a recent bondage session, and it’s fun to read. This is just a small excerpt:

And he takes out the rope, I’m naked, the moment it touches my skin I’m starting to be effected by it, not even in a sexual way at first, first I notice the chance in posture, sitting up straighter lowering my head. I put the collar around my neck and sit for him to tie forearms behind my back. I still on a stool and he’s going around me, coiling the rope around my body, right below and right under my breasts then pas the rope behind my arm pits and tie it in the back.

This is heavy, the rope’s thick, it’s a very different experience then my rope, which is stingy and smooth, it feels like wearing a heavy denim in compare to wearing cotton. I’m focused, not as much as I can be, but I’m very into it. He tells me to stand and tie my ankles and my thighs, I’m almost emobilized, I can’t stop breathing fast, panting, he lifts me and takes me to the bed, I suck his cock, trying to deep throat him again, but not doing as well as he want me to. He turns me around, face down and spank me a bit way too gently, I keep wanting to yell “more”.

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