He tied the rope tight, bounding my breast and squeezing them in only the way that a breast harness does. I thought that the rope was going to end on my breast but I was wrong and he had other plans. He took the black hemp rope and started moving it lower and lower along my body until I could feel it digging into my cunt. He pulled it and the rope disappeared with inside me.
That is how our evening started, on the ground of my living room with my vinyl sheet, a box full of needles and so much more.
I’m actually letting him take care of me as I’m recovering and I’m not scared. Being kinky is natural for me but allowing someone to be there for me like this, would usually have me pulling away but this feels right. We had a perfect evening and despite being in pain and worried, he was able to make that all go away. It’s an amazing feeling when the world around you slips away and you can really connect with one another.
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