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Day 26 - Bondage

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Aaron's pov 

"Lay on the bed. On your back" I order, authority laces in my voice but softens when I say. "For me" 

The look in her eyes. The submissiveness. My submissive. 

We met at club Bed-azzled last October. Ashely, my now submissive was there with her four best friends. After persuading her that she would have fun at the masquerade ball they host every year, she met me. 

Little wall flower came out of her shell when she came for me that night. She's been mine ever since. 

"Yes sir" Her delicate voice travels straight down south. 

A quiet groan builds in my throat but I swallow the sound. Her petite body turns, hips swaying tantalisingly. She follows my order through, lying on her back with her eyes trained on the starry ceiling. 

Popping open one of the wall cabinets, I search for what I need tonight. Rope. Red, thick, a little rough but she likes it like that. I look through the vibrators and grab a bunny vibrator. 

The walk to the four-post bed in the center of the room makes me feel powerful. Knowing what I have planned for her tonight courses through my veins. 

"Eyes on me, flower"

Her eyes snap down from the ceiling to me. Her radiating hazel eyes find mine. 

I lay four long pieces of rope and two smaller ones beside her on the bed. I place the vibrator on the bed as well. My hands roaming over her soft skin. 

"Are you going to be my good girl tonight?" I ask.

Nodding her head, Ashely holds my heart. Seeing her laying there for me. Having waited so patiently for me to grab what I needed from the cabinets. 

"Words." 

"Yes sir, I'm going to be your good girl tonight" She pauses, smiling at me. "And for forever"

I can't help the smile that breaks out on my face. She makes me feel things I didn't know I was even able to feel.

"Kneel" 

"On the...?" 

"On the bed, flower" I nod, knowing she was thinking the same thing but didn't want to get it wrong.

"Yes sir"

Body working to move her into position. I take the rope back into my hand. Stepping just out of view. I begin. 

Hair up in a braid makes it easier to push it out of the way of the rope as I lay it around her waist. Looping it around her back in a knot and then a second time as I wrap it around her again just under her breasts. 

Checking the tightness of the rope each time with my fingers, sliding them inside the rope on her back. Satisfied I bring the rope up and over her left shoulder, down past her chest before following it. 

Rope splitting on either side of her breast, cupping it in a hold of comfort and security. I knot it in the back before repeating my actions on the same side.

I pick up another longer piece of rope from my pile. "Wrists" I don't need to say anything else for her to lay her hands behind her back, in front of me. Pressing them together just how she knows I want her to, how I taught her. Unless I tell her different, this is how she is to do it every time. 

Wrapping the red rope around her wrists twice, I slide two fingers between her wrists and rope to check the tightness. "Too tight?" 

"No sir"  

I hum my praise to her. Loving every second of her trust in me, our communication that runs just as deep as our trust for each other. She knows she can change any part of our scene if she isn't comfortable. 

The rope climbs up her arms from her wrists. Each knot spaces out from the last but ending at her shoulders. I tie it off on the other rope around her upper body.

"Lay on your side, left, little flower" I help her lay down on her side so I can work on tying her legs up. Another larger rope is what I decide on. 

The rope twists and loops around her leg in the a pattern that is beautiful. The way it secures her, the way she trusts me to know her and protect her. 

I do the same to her other leg before using two smaller ropes to lace her thighs to her stomach. No give for any movement. She's open to me. Her pretty pussy on display for me. 

"You look beautiful like this. On display, so vulnerable to me, so open" 

I trail my hand down her thigh to add measure to my words. Her breath hitching as I drift closer to where she needs my touch but I deny her, dragging out my teasing. 

"Don't you agree my little submissive?" 

" yes sir, I agree" she pants. Desperation clear in her voice. 

"What should I do with you?" I muse, pretending to think like I don't already know I'm going to give her multiple earth shattering orgasms. Enough until she can't take anymore, and then some more. 

 "Anything you like sir" 

 "Atta girl" 

I kiss her on the lips, passion running from my body and hers just to combine in the middle. Slowly lowering my kisses down her face, neck, chest, nipple to nipple, stomach, thighs. I tease with my passion, pulling out her pleasure. 

When she's begging, and only then, I give her what agree truly desires. My mouth on her pussy. 

 "Thank you sir!"