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She sits in the chair, legs apart, her look is teasing me, challenging me. She has cast off her dress to reveal a basque, matching panties and fishnet stockings. All in white, a symbol of purity but she is no shy virgin. She will dictate my every move.
“Tie me, restrain me, then you can possess me,” she says.
I know no man can possess her, as soon as she is released she will fly on to the next lover, the next experience.
Silently, I bind her wrists, wrapping the rope around them and then around itself, pulling it tight until it bites into her skin.
She smiles, her eyes are looking inward, luxuriating in the sensations. Her juices are starting to flow. She crosses her legs, hiding the gateway to the garden I seek.
Wrapping more of the soft rope around her thighs, I spread them and secure them to the arms of the chair. For a moment she is exposed, only white panties glistening in the light hiding her delights.
Then she brings her bound hands down, denying me again.
I release her wrists, allowing her freedom of movement for a moment, before winding the cord around them to secure them to the arms of the chair. She throws her head back. The restraint is complete. The feel of the ropes around her, the denial of movement, the loss of control, is lighting fires within her.
Her sex is responding, opening, liquefying. The slightest movement, the merest wriggle against the ties allows her panties to slip between her lips. I reach down, hook a single finger around the thin net of material and pull it to one side.
My fingers glide over the oiled folds, slipping between them, searching out the pearl at the head of the oyster. She lets out a gasp and then a harsh cry. Her body tenses, pulls against the cords until they bite into her. I will let her take her pleasure, complete her fantasy, before I take mine.
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