Girl Wanted

He began as he had before, with the loop of rope resting on the back of her neck. More colourful ropes were soon added as he began to weave a mesh across her body. Richard left her arms free, and she was careful to keep them out of his way as he worked. Soon, her breasts were strapped tightly to her chest, crossed with blue and white ropes that made diamonds around her nipples. His attention was utterly focused upon her as he worked, and she liked how that felt. She wanted to be the sole object of his interest and the centre of his erotic obsessions, at least for the duration of their session together.

It was not long before the mesh extended round her back, and began to expand across her smooth stomach. She could feel the knots digging into her skin – small points of sensation that stood out on her tingling body. When he reached her hips, he paused.
“Comfortable?” he asked.
“I’m fine,” she replied.
As yet, his binding had not restricted her ability to move at all.
Lisa watched as Richard removed a dildo from his bag of ticks. She had never seen one before, but there was no mistaking it. He carefully removed the shrink wrapping, and began to smear a clear jelly over its considerable bulk.
“I wasn’t sure how big a one you would like, so I picked something that seemed about average.”

Lisa raised her eyebrows. It looked like an absolute monster to her, and she had no idea if she could accommodate it.
“Lean forward and put your hands on the chest of drawers. That’s it, excellent.”

She could just about see him in the mirror. He pried her gently open with his fingers, then began to work the dildo in. At first, she resisted, but gradually the huge, synthetic cock won out and Richard worked it deep into her body. Once it was in place, his hands went to the stray ropes dangling around her thighs, and the rope work began again. He took the cords down between her legs, making a knot that rested on her clitoris. The changing tensions as he carried on down her thighs brought occasional, startling friction.

“Legs together now.”

She complied, and he started to tie her legs together. She would be able to jump if she wanted to get around, but that would be about it.
When the mesh of rope reached down to her ankles, Richard rose and stepped back to admire the effects of his work. Lisa could see some of herself in the mirror before her, and looking down gave her a fair impression of her dramatically webbed legs. The dildo sat comfortably inside her and she was only barely aware of it. Although her scope for movement was obviously going to be limited, she did not feel trapped or imprisoned by the bindings. It didn’t seem to leave a great deal of options, erotically speaking. There was no possibility of further penetration, and the ropes felt tight enough that she doubted he was going to be able to do much for her swollen clit. Still, being bound was erotic in its own way, stimulating her senses and heightening Lisa’s awareness of her own body.


Author Bio: Bryn Colvin is an English author with a passion for erotica. When she isn’t writing, or reading, she devotes a lot of her time to music and druidry. She has a selection of stories about gay guys published by www.loveyoudivine.com and a romance erotica novel Late Night Sessions, which is also available in paperback.