From sex.life.blog:
"We didn't really make a game of it, Freya just agreed that she'd give me a hand job and then continue it after I'd come. To make sure I couldn't stop her she tied me to the bed, wrists and ankles in leather cuffs that she secured with rope."
Monday, April 28, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
A sexy story
Annie writes:
"The blindfold sends a shiver of pure lust down my spine, so delicious, so naughty, so his to do with what he wishes, while I am helpless...
Tied.... With my wrists together, or spread eagled... Legs apart, so vulnerable, so beautiful..."
"The blindfold sends a shiver of pure lust down my spine, so delicious, so naughty, so his to do with what he wishes, while I am helpless...
Tied.... With my wrists together, or spread eagled... Legs apart, so vulnerable, so beautiful..."
Bondage from Desire X
A sexy story about a hotel room, a scarf and some rope ...
"He took the scarf as I sat on the edge of the bed and placed it over my eyes, tying it in the back, then rearranging my hair around it until it looked just as he wished. I laid back on the bed, my legs spread wide, and lifted my wrists as he tied them to the headboard, one wrist at a time. I could hear the shudder in his breathing as he bent over me tying them just tight enough to hold me in place, but not tight enough to be painful."
"He took the scarf as I sat on the edge of the bed and placed it over my eyes, tying it in the back, then rearranging my hair around it until it looked just as he wished. I laid back on the bed, my legs spread wide, and lifted my wrists as he tied them to the headboard, one wrist at a time. I could hear the shudder in his breathing as he bent over me tying them just tight enough to hold me in place, but not tight enough to be painful."
Monday, April 21, 2008
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Tonight would be a good night for teasing, from "Bedroom Closet"
You move me, placing me on my back, gently licking my nipples one after the other as my arms are lifted and wrists tied to the bed. Unable to see, unable to move, my back arches as you lick each nipple again, blowing on them to intensify the chill.
Friday, April 4, 2008
Story: Her Turn by Dulcinea
"Pulling her long scarf from the drawer, she snuck up to the bed, tying the ends around his wrists. She tied them securely, unlike the way he'd tied her up a few weeks back. Not so he'd be in pain, but so he couldn't get loose. She didn't secure it to the headboard yet."
Story: "A New Scarf" by Dulcinea
"Oh, I can think of a way I'd like to see you wearing it." He moved quickly, wrapping the scarf around her wrists, binding them together.
"Hey!" she cried, tugging at the binding. "What are you doing?"
"This!" He laid her back gently, tying the other end of the scarf to the headboard.
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