Absolutely beautiful. She was bound exactly as I wanted her to be, waiting. It was one of those things that was hard to explain, why seeing the woman I loved with rope hugging her body, her arms, her legs, made my heart race. It wasn’t only that she was bound. It was the relaxed nature of her face, the calm I felt for her. She was releasing control of her body, and giving it to me.
Crossing the room, I reached behind her, grapping a fist full of her dark hair, and yanked her head back. She was all mine.