As you can see from this photo, I like rope. I am very lucky to get the chance to be tied up and restrained by someone very special to me.
Being tied up can make me feel lots of different things. Sometimes I get giggly and it can tickle. Other times, the rope and the look in his eye instantly fills me with calm and acceptance. Sometimes the rope is just a beginning to what comes next.
I have some very special memories involving rope and I hope that there will be many more.
I LOVE rope, too. I have lots of it & even have two of the Two Knotty Boy’s books. Alas, rope has never actually been lovingly or deviantly or both, used on me.
This image is gorgeous, your red hair tumbling, your curves. I can only begin to imagine the whole scene that this image encapsulates..
Pea ~x~
Thank you, gorgeous Pea. I am very lucky that I get to explore these things. I LOVE this pic so much. I hope you get tied up soon. Xx
I love being tied up as well for almost the same reasons you described here, although I don’t get tied like you did here in this picture.
Which is a great picture by the way. đŸ™‚
xo
Here I am going to start reading you more deeply. Love your words for this article that I like, the ropes are more than a tool of torture, they are a bond, they are protective and benevolent when the Rigger pays attention to his subject.
To the pleasures