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In Tatters

I knelt at His feet in the utter mess I’d made. My struggle to succeed was stark. No one had ever seen me so disheveled…in such embarrassing circumstances. As He cleaned me up for the second time two minutes, I looked up to meet His steady gaze and tried to gauge his reaction. Disgust at another disastrous, completely unimpressive act of service? Frustrated at my inability to get it together? Sadistically amused at another ridiculous unglamorous predicament I’d once again found myself in? I knew he was taking in every fucking minute detail of the wreck before Him and squirreling it away in the vault of His mind, but what did He feel? His stoic expression offered me no hint. Without comment He stood firm in front of me. Fuckin unwavering. He hadn’t walked away. He hadn’t stepped back. I swear He may have even leaned in. As soon as I’d semi-collected myself, I began my third attempt even as I tried in vain to push the remaining proof of my ineptitude out of view, hoping it would simply

What You Have Found

Yes, Sir. You have finally found that woman who You can drape in Your beautiful Rope. I will be still and patient as You tie and knot and wrap my flesh to bind me to Your soul. Please...Adorn me with your sacred. Yes, Sir. You have finally found that giving submissive who will be honest, loyal, and true. I will serve and obey You as best as I am able with my body, my mind, and my heart. Please...Show me how to please You. Yes, Sir. You have finally found that willing eager masochist to unleash that beautiful Darkness You hide from the world. I will soak up every drop of your cruel intentions. Please...Give me the Pain You long to set free. Yes, Sir. You have also found a lady who can share with You fine spirits, bask in the complicated melodies of jazz, and make You proud to have next to You. I will cherish every moment big and small that we find to share. Please...Let’s explore the wonders and flavors of the city...of the world. Yes, Sir. You have found that ethical insatiable whor

Rope's First Whisper to Me

Kwesi loves rope. It’s spiritual for Him. Me...until a month ago, I was a complete Rope virgin.  I’ve been curious for years but never had the chance to indulge, so i was/am more than willing to explore with Him.  In fact, I cherish every kinky introduction He can claim for Himself.  At our age, firsts are truly special. Afterall, fewer of them exist if we've done our fair share of living. With the new year, He introduced me to Rope with a simple informal bit of tying.  His hands haven't help their sinuous strands for some time, so it was as much a re-acquaintance for Him as it was a first acquaintance for me.  He kept it basic.  No scene...no play...no sexy fun.  I sat peaceful and attentive as He wound the material around my wrists, but...I didn't get it.  I waited for some "ah-ha" moment/ experience/ emotion, but I found only a serene silence. My second feel of Rope was under much different circumstances.  We were smack in the middle of the most inten