Eternal Apprentice

Valentine’s Day was wonderful, thanks for not asking, but I want to tell you about what Ellie and I did the next day.

Ellie was laying on the bed, flat on her stomach, reading “The Erotic Bondage Handbook” when I came into the room. She glanced over her shoulder at me. Her gesture was the, “get over here and fuck me”, look that I love so much.

I climbed up onto he bed and we started talking about bondage, she was flipping through the pages slowly, skimming for something interesting. She said, “You should tie me up sometime, soon, like now.” We laughed for a moment and I dove into our sex-toybox to grab our trusty 35′ of cotton bondage rope.

I decided, based on her position on the bed, that we should try a hog-tie. We flipped to the proper section of Jay Wiseman’s book and started reading the dangers of the position. After reading the section we noticed there were no specific tutorials for hog-tying, only a single artistic rendering.

We scrapped the book at that point and I did what I nearly always do. I started wrapping her ankles and then let the rope take over. We decided that a standard Hog-tie was not acceptable, I wanted more access to her body than it would give, so I decided to sit her up. I took off her T-Shirt from this seated position. Her breasts, always beautiful, tempted me to bind them again.

She always gets an exquisite look of innocence on her face as I tie her up. When I start moving her around and she notices how little control she has over her own body I can see her expression start to change to fear. She’s not scared of me, just scared that she’s given up control and she must rely on me for her safety.

I worked around her in silence, posing her on the bed so that I had complete access to her body. I placed her face down on the bed so I could work on the knots in the middle of her back. I made a loop from the ankle ropes to her shoulders. Then, brought the ropes down tightly around her pussy, and back up to the main knot in the middle of her back.

I only had about 12′ of rope to work around her ample breasts. It may seem like a lot, but breast bondage uses more rope than it would seem. I ended up with a pretty nice harness considering how little rope I had left to work with.

After I finished securing the harness I began testing my knots. I was astonished at how well the harness held her. Puttin one finger into the main harness knot, I was able to move her around with ease.

I pulled down gently on the knot and she sank down, her ass sitting on the backs of her ankles. I pulled up harder and she rose, she moaned as the ropes tightened around her pussy. I tugged gently and bent down to watch the ropes working their way into her pussy and ass like a huge g-string.

My face was close enough to her body that I’m sure she could feel my hot breath on her breasts. I lifted up her breast and had the overwhelming urge to smack them. I started gently and soon she looked into my eyes and said in a clear voice, “Green”. I was overjoyed to hear it, I was moderating myself a lot to strike her so gently and I really wanted to hit them much harder.

I turned her away from me, on her hands and knees. I started spanking her on the ass, swift strikes with my hands cupped slightly, so it sounded like I was hitting her harder than I really was. I began spanking her more deliberately, then paused randomly between strikes to heighten the anticipation. I finally stopped only when her ass was red and warm.

…To be continued…