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It was a cold night. My girlfriend and i were sitting by the fireplace. My parents were out of town so she came over. She has beautiful brown hair and brown eyes. She is average height and is skinny. I remember it like it was yeterday. She was wearing a red t-shirt, jeans and white socks. I am average height and well built with blond hair and blue eyes i am wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt. We are snuggling by the fireplace when she pops the question.
"Can we do it?" She asks and i instantly know what she is talking about.Â
"Absolutely." I reply and give her a quick kiss. I get up and walk out of the room and up to my room. I open up a drawer in my desk to reveal a couple ropes and a roll of duct tape. I bring it all downstairs and place it on the ground infront of her.
I sit on the couch next to her and she turns her back to me with her wrists behind it in an 'x'. I pick up a piece of rope and slip it through her arms a couple times and knot it.
"Good?" I ask.
"Perfect." She replies.
I grab another rope off of the ground and wrap it around her chest once and then i weave it through her upper arms and knot it again. Again i grab a piece of rope and place it on her thighs right above hwr knees. I wrap it around her jeans a couple times and weave it in and out of her legs. Next step, i take another piece of rope fold it in half. I place the side without ends around her ankles and slide the ends through it. I pull and it presses firmly against her jean. Then i wrap the two ends around a couple times and knot it. I see her toes wiggle in her powder white socks.
"Perfect" I whisper to myself.Â
"How tight?" I ask.
"As tight as possible." She replied. Next i take the ductape and ripped a couple pieces off. I gently placed them over her mouth, smoothing them out as i went along, done with that.
She knows whats coming so she lays face down on the floor. Then bends her legs up. I grab the last rope. I run it though her ankles and then i run it through her wrists. I yanked on the excess rope.
"Mmmmphhh" Is all i hear from her as her feet get closer to her wrists. One more pull and itll be good. I quickly pull on the rope.
"Mmmmphhh!" She exclaims. I knot the rope around her ankles and watch as she lies there helpless. I will give her a minute before i play.
"Mmmmphhh." I hear a couple times as she struggles. She rolls over, but it is to no success. She flips back over onto her stomach and tries to push with her legs but this just bends her back into an arch. After a couple seconds of that she stops. Now she is breathing harder. I can hear her big breaths. Â
"My turn." I say and roll her onto her side. I lay down next to her looking into her eyes. I see a mixture of emotions. Love, fright, streangth, but she still liess helpless on the floor. I feel up her leg and it feels so smooth i get to her chest and feel her. She lets it happen. Then i sit up and flip her back onto her stomach. Her ankles are probably an inch or two away from her wrists. She swings her feet back and forth. I tickle her in her socked feet.
"Mmmmphhh." She exclaims and rolls onto her side. I prop her back up again. There is excess jean going past the ropes up her ankle. Its all frilled about. I stick a finger or two down it. I can feel her sock. Its soft, like cotton. Then i move down a lil more and i can feel where her ankle sock meets skin and then the ropes are there. So i cant go any farther down. I grab one of her hands and hold it. I can feel it getting cold.
"Time to stop." I say. I untie all the knots and take the ductape off. She rubs her wrists trying to get the circulation back.
"How was that?" I ask.
"The best....your turn."