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Slave Girl: Chapter 35
🕑 Added 2021-06-11 19:46:11 +0000 UTCOur lips locked together Rosa takes a big breath in through her nose then slowly lets it out. As she does I feel her taut body relax. Our lips smack as she pulls me back again. What a kiss! Holding me a foot from her face she looks at me with a dreamy smile and a rosy flush to her cheeks. Her pointed demon ears lower to reflect her post-orgasm calm as she whispers. “Good boy. You did so good baby.”
I smile back at her. “Did you cum my Lady?”
“Mmmm, my pussy did.” She gives me a peck to the cheek and adds, as if I were responsible. “Thank you my boy.”
She pulls her right hand from her shorts and I can see the sheen of her dew on her fingers. As I hoped she would she brings it close. Her aroma is intoxicating and not quite human, a sort of sweet earthy smell with is a hint of soft spice. The moment it nears my mouth is on it, greedily slurping her juices from her fingers and palm. She tastes every bit as good as she smells. Rosa casually pets and plays with my hair as she watches me suck and clean her other hand. She doesn’t hurry me, allowing me more than enough time to get every nook and cranny. To finish off I wrap my lips around her index finger and start sucking it in a way that could not be mistaken. My eyes gaze into hers, silently pleading to let me suck elsewhere on her incredible body.
She chuckles lightly and pats my cheek. “I better get you tied up before you get any ideas.”
With a laugh I let out an exuberant. “Yes!”
Rosa shakes her head with a giggle and waves me up to join her on the bed. She sits up cross-legged to give me space and gathers up the rope onto her lap. I go into the Kneel position on the mattress in front of her. Chest thrust forward, back slightly arched upward, hands on knees, head up and at attention. I hold the position perfectly to try to look pretty for my Lady as I await her attention. She very much approves.
“Look at you!” She says proudly as she pulls the coil of supple rope out into a line then folds it in two to double it up. “Looking so good for your Lady. You were born for this.”
“Yes!” I grip my knees as I try to contain myself. Watching her handle the rope had me downright giddy but I hold my position like a good boy. “What are you going to do to me?”
“You’ll see.” She says. I watch the rope glide through her hands. Just the way she manipulated it told me I was in the presence of a master. As she looks at me a strange look crosses over her pretty features. “Quin…I see how much you need this. I just wanted to say that…I’m not the strongest or the sternest or the cruelest Lady.” She says wistfully. “I’ve been rejected more times than I wish to admit for being too soft. I just…I hope I’m enough for you.”
“Lady…”
“Shhh.” She cuts me off. “Bow.”
After a moment to give her an assuring look I bow low and put my hands in front of me. “May I kiss your feet my Lady?”
Out of the edge of my vision I watch her little toes wiggle. “You wish to?”
“Yes please.”
“So polite. Very well.” She puts her delicate pale feet together and slides them closer. “One for each. No more.”
Only having one for each I make them good ones. I kiss her right foot, pressing my lips tight and holding there a long time. The skin here is so silky smooth. I then move to the other and do the same. It filled my heart with joy to be able to do this without shame and without having to hide it. I wanted her to see my supplication. I was proud to do it. It was true that some part of me wanted to continue kissing up her shapely legs and take her now, to ravish her like those powerful men in the legends, but obedience felt so much better. With this act of submission I felt as free as one of those nymphs drifting through the forest. I didn’t have to be Quintus, farmer and land owner and responsible Roman citizen. I didn’t have to worry about money or family or the future or my reputation. For right now, safely inside this little world of our own, I could simply be her boy Quin. To trust someone like this, to let this beautiful woman see me in such a state…it made me feel very very small and very very big all at the same time. I was the master and she was the slave, I was the man and she was the woman, I was big and strong and her small and soft, yet everything about this felt so right.
When I was done I very slowly pull my lips away and rest my forehead on her feet. “Thank you my Lady.”
“Good boy.” She says with a swipe of her fingers through my hair, I could hear her own joy in her voice. “Tell me I’m beautiful.”
“Ohhh! You are the most beautiful woman in the world. No woman or goddess can compare.”
“Tell me you won’t leave me.”
“Never! Never!”
“Tell me you need me.”
“I need you!” I say without hesitation.
“Tell me you worship me.”
“I worship you!”
“Tell me…” There is a pause and a shuddering breath before she whispers. “…tell me whose boy you are Quin.”
“Yours! I am your boy! Only yours! Forever yours!”
“Oh Quin.” She tenderly pets my head as she settles her emotions. In a calmer tone she finally says. “And such a good boy you are.”
“My Lady.” Again I wanted to say so much more. I wanted to promise her the sun and the moon and swear my everlasting loyalty but there just weren’t the words to express what was in my heart. “Lady…I…”
“Shhhh.” She says with a squeeze to my earlobe. “Now sit up. Sit on your butt but with your feet flat” I do so, sitting up and putting my feet flat on the mattress meant my knees were up. “Now, with your arms inside, touch your toes.” Again I do so. I bring my arms from out to in between my legs and touch my toes. Taking my left hand she moves it inward to the space between my feet then she does the same with my right. She lines my wrists and ankles into a straight line, each about six inches apart. “Now stay just like that.”
Taking the doubled over rope she loops it all the way around the outsides of my ankles, making sure that my wrists was inside the loop as well. My heart is beating quick with excitement but I do my best to stay absolutely still. With an effortlessness efficiency that spoke to her years of experience she commences to securing the left ankle.
“Comfortable?” She asks as she gives it a close inspection.
I nod.
“Good.” She continues. Wrapping the rope around the main loop moving inward she then binds my left wrist. At each step she stop to check the knot, being sure it is secure but not too tight. She keeps going, her movements calm and controlled, moving onto my right wrist and then right on to finish at the right ankle. The end result is my wrists and ankles all tied together in a row, a coil of rope between each binding meant I couldn’t even move them closer or further apart.
The rope felt so good. So fucking good. It gripped the skin yet was not abrasive. I could feel its quality and strength just by its denseness and weight. This was truly a special length of rope.
I look up at my Lady who smiles. “These ropes are safe to struggle in.” She whispers. Getting up off of the bed to allow me room she says. “Go ahead. Try to escape. Really try. Hard as you like.”
I nod and look back to hands that rest between my feet. I pull. Anchored firmly to my ankles as they were my arms can only move if my legs did as well, and even then only to a point. A sigh escapes me. “Ohhhh.” I try again, stronger this time. The knots securing my wrists and ankles neither tighten nor do they loosen, they remain firmly secure. I have to stop a moment and close my eyes at the bliss of my bondage. Collecting myself I take a deep breath then truly struggle. I fight my bonds, I pull with all of my power, I twist and tug, I point my feet and make my hands as narrow as I can and attempt to wriggle them free. The ropes hold fast, never giving an iota not matter how I tried to get out. This wasn’t my imagination like under that old carob tree. This wasn’t twine giving me the illusion of restraint but that deep down I knew I could overpower if I wanted to. This was the real thing. I was well and truly bound! Totally helpless! At my Lady’s mercy.
My cock actually ached it was so hard. The rest of me however never felt more relaxed. I feel a deep peace come over me. A tranquil connection not just with Rosa but with myself. Body and spirit brought closer than they’d ever been. All the chattering voices in my mind go quiet. It was just her and I now. My Lady and her bound boy. I slump to my side, huge smile on my face, and let out a ecstatic moan. “Ohhhmmmm.”
Rosa stands back and admires her handiwork. “Happy?”
“Ohhhhhh!” I grin.
“Talk to me baby.” She says. “Are you still with me Quin?”
“Yes my Lady. It feels so good.” I say as I continue to tug and test the glorious ropes holding me. “So good. So good. Thank you!”
“You are very welcome.” She says. “Tell me when you’re ready for more.”
“I’m ready.” I sigh. “I’m ready for anything.”
“That’s my boy.” She says, rubbing her hands together. “I suppose we should get the punishment out of the way before the reward.”
I just grin and nod. In my current state of mind I’m not sure I could tell one from the other.
