Bound by You

“What color do you want? I’ve got purple, this dark red… canary yellow?”

“Mmm… let’s go with the red.”

“I thought so. Got this one brand new last week.”

I slip off my shirt and underwear, tossing them onto the floor. You crawl onto the bed in nothing but your boxers, the bondage rope coiled in your hands. You have this look in your eyes… it’s hungry, excited, desperate.

“Someone’s excited.”

“Mmm, I’ve wanted to do this with you for so long, but I didn’t want to push it. I know trying this for the first time can feel a little scary.”

“Thanks for being patient with me.”

“Of course, sweetheart. I know I’ve been into this for a long time and sharing it with you even without trying it has been really fun so far. If you change your mind, or you want me to slow down, or change positions, all you have to do is say the word, okay?”

“Okay.”

You cup my face in your hands and press your lips against mine for a moment before pulling away.

The hungry look in your eyes is still there, but this time there’s a sweetness behind it that makes me feel even more excited to try this new fantasy with you.

“That’s my girl…”

When we first started dating, I wasn’t really into bondage. Sure, we fooled around with handcuffs a few times, but something about ropes just kind of… scared me a little.

Like I can easily slip out of the handcuffs we have, they are just simple ones we got at a sex shop. They have a quick-release trigger on them that I can reach and that always made me feel like using them wasn’t a big deal.

With shibari… it’s not as simple. It looks so complicated to me with all the knots and patterns, especially the ones we looked at online.

You’re more experienced than I am with a lot of this kink stuff. I go with you to play parties, like the ones at The Vamp Room… but even that took some building up to.

We had only been a few times when we met Bonnie. She really quickly became your regular rope bottom, aiding you in demonstrations whenever we went there.

Watching you tie her up… I wouldn’t call it jealousy, exactly. It was more… envy, I guess, like she was experiencing something with you that I never had before, and it made me curious about it.

The last time we were there, I was so fixated on the intricate patterns you made as you tied her… like she’s the canvas and you’re the artist. The way you move when you’re in that zone, it’s mesmerizing, and she always looks so… relaxed.

The more I learn about submission, particularly in a bondage scene, the more it appeals to me.

I’ve found myself daydreaming and fantasizing about being tied up by you… teased and toyed with…

This feels like a big step for us, but I know I can trust you with this.

“Okay, so before we start I just want to run through everything.”

“Okay.”

“I’m going to do some basic ties on you. It will likely restrict your arm and leg movements. You remember our safe word?”

“Mercy.”

“Good. The safety shears are right here if we need them. Hmm… I think that’s it. Are you okay if we start now?”

“Yes. I think maybe we can start with my wrists… something simple.”

“Good idea, baby.”

I shift along the bed on my knees and hold my wrists out to you. You fold the length of rope in half and slide it through your hand, gauging how much you need.

There’s a look of concentration on your face as you start to wrap the rope around my wrists, deliberately moving slowly so I can take stock of every move.

The rope is surprisingly soft against my skin. I’m not sure what I expected… but it feels really nice.

“What kind of rope is this?”

“Hemp. It’s one of the softest ropes out there. How does that feel?”

“It feels… really nice. I like that it feels snug but not tight.”

Your fingers caress my skin as you loop the rope in between my wrists and check the tightness.

“So this… is a basic wrist tie. See how this is all done with just one rope?”

“Yeah.”

“And with this, I can move your arms wherever you want me to. So I can leave the rope like this, or I can wrap it around your waist or your shoulder… like this. Or I can tug on it like this…”

With a firm tug on the rope, you pull me forward into your arms.

Holy fuck, that’s hot… the way you can control me with such a simple tie.

“Hi.”

“Hi. Yeah, I… I like that.”

“So… what next?”

“Maybe… around my arms and chest… like those… harness things you do with Bonnie…”

“A chest harness?”

“Yeah. That. I think it looks really sexy on her.”

“And it will look even better on you.”

Your eyes wander over my body as you bite your bottom lip. We’re close enough still that I can feel your cock growing hard already.

“I’ll go with a basic one, okay?”

“Okay… but still pretty?”

“Yes. Still pretty.”

You help me kneel upright and begin to slide the rope over my shoulders and around the tops of my arms.

I didn’t expect it to feel so… gentle. Even as you continue to wrap the rope around me again and again, I don’t feel trapped like I thought I would.

I love the way you focus as you loop the rope through itself, making two X shapes across my arms, and you finish off with a knot connected to my wrists.

“Mmm, you look so sexy…”

Your hands roam over my body, following the curve of my hips and down to my ass. You give it a hard squeeze, pulling me closer again.

You feel so good against me. The more I instinctively reach out to touch you and am stopped by the rope, the more desperate I feel for you, but it’s not the normal kind of desire I usually feel. This is softer, more innocent. I feel vulnerable but in a good way.

I love the way the rope softly constricts me, keeping me in place as your hands explore my body.

“That’s it… just relax into this. It feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Yes.”

There’s something different about you in this space. You’re more confident. Your kiss is deeper, your touch firmer. You’re in your element, and it’s kind of addicting to watch you like this.

You guide me to lie back on the bed and you kiss me, your tongue slipping deeper into my mouth. I raise my hands, just able to brush my fingertips over your beard with my wrists bound together.

“Good girl. You’re doing so well…”

“Look at you blushing…”

“Was that your plan? Tie me up and use my praise kink against me?”

“Last time I checked, tying you up was your idea.”

You trail your touch down my stomach and tease my inner thighs, moving so slowly, your fingers getting closer and closer to my pussy. You press your fingers against my clit, rubbing slowly. Your free hand cups my chin, and you force me to look up at you.

“Tell me what you want, baby.”

“I… I want your mouth on me. Please…”

“Mm, you sound so good when you beg. Say that again.”

“Please… I want it.”

“Fuck, the things I want to do to you…”

You kiss my neck, then my chest, slowly moving your lips down my body.

You tease my inner thighs, planting kisses and a little rough bite on my skin. Fuck, I love when you tease me. It feels even more intense when I can’t move. You graze your lips along the sensitive skin, getting closer… and closer…

“You taste so fucking good.”

You clamp your hands around my thighs and pull me down onto your face. Fuck…

Your beard tickles against my skin and I rock my hips, desperate to feel more of your tongue. I love the way you tease my clit…

You start to use your fingers, thrusting into me gently and sliding back out. You drag some of my wetness up to my clit and press the flat of your tongue against me.

“Fuck… yeah, like that.”

The rope is tightening around my chest as my arms flex to break free. I want to slide my fingers through your hair and move your head where I want it to be, but I can’t, all I can do is grind down on you and let you fuck me with your fingers and tongue.

It feels so good…

“So fucking wet for me… It feels so good, my fingers fucking this needy pussy while my tongue plays with your clit. You like that, don’t you, baby?”

“Yes… oh god…”

“Mmm, fuck. Oh that’s it, good girl… take it like that.”

“Oh fuck, it feels so good.”

I relax and tense against the rope again and again as you fuck me.

You slide your fingers in and out, pumping faster… curling up to my G-spot. Oh god, you’re so good at that…

“Oh, fuck, right there! Right there…”

My hands bunch into fists and I strain even harder against the harness. I want more, fuck. I need more. My thighs start to shiver a little and I rock my hips faster against you.

“Aw, are you getting close?”

“Yes. Fuck, yes. I want to cum with you… Please…”

You slide your fingers out of me and slip out from underneath me. Fuck, I was so close…

You slide your boxers down and your cock springs free. You stroke it a few times, your eyes locked on mine.

“See what you do to me? How fucking hard you make me? You’re so sexy… so desperate. You want me to fuck you, baby?”

“Yes.”

“How bad?”

“So fucking badly. I need it…”

You tease the tip of your cock through my pussy and I wrap my legs around you, flexing my hips to pull you closer.

You sink your cock deep inside me slowly… inch by inch… and it feels so fucking good…

“Oh…”

“Oh, fuck…”

“That’s it, take it… take it for me.”

You move in a strong, steady rhythm, gripping the harness and pulling me toward you. I have no choice but to look at you.

You press your forehead to mine and my eyes close. It feels like everything is… more: more intense, more vulnerable, more pleasurable.

Oh god, this feels so good.

“Harder… please…”

“Yeah that’s it. You’re doing so good. Just like that… you feel so incredible.”

“Oh, baby…”

“Yeah? This is what you want?”

“Yeah…”

“You like being tied up? You like when I fuck you like this?”

“Oh god, yes…”

“Mine… you’re all fucking mine…”

My fingers dig into my palms as you fuck me harder and faster. My thighs shake and I squeeze around your waist, pulling you in closer to me. Oh god, I want to cum so badly…

“Aw, are you close? Oh, your poor thing… you want to cum so badly, don’t you?”

“Oh god, yes… I’m so close, please…”

“Oh yeah, that’s it. Let go, baby. Let go for me. Cum on my cock, that’s it…”

“Oh god… yeah. Cum with me… cum with me!”

My body completely relaxes against the restraints and you thrust into me a few more times, your strong arms holding me in place, making me feel safe and warm.

You tilt my head up so I meet your gaze and everything feels fuzzy.

“Fuck…”

“Come here. Nice, deep breaths… in and out. Just breathe like that. I’ll untie you but it’ll be easier if you’re relaxed.”

You work to quickly untie me. My body is already completely relaxed, but I appreciate the soft way you’re guiding me through this part. You gently slide the rope over my skin as you unravel the harness and knots.

Once I’m free, you pull me into your arms and drape the blanket over us both. The warmth in your chest and the sound of your heartbeat are so nice.

“In my arms, there you go… I’ve got you…”

I stroke my nails softly against your chest as you stroke my hair. I look up at you with a big smile.

“There she is.”

“Hey…”

“How are you feeling?”

“So good. That was so nice, and weirdly relaxing.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. I want to try some new ties next time. Can we?”

“Of course.”