Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click hereso tight,
so right.
from the first slip
of rope over wrist,
i knew the blindfold
had a purpose.
when You bound my other hand
wrapped Your rope 'round the chair,
tugging it for tightness,
my chest constricted.
i found it difficult
to breathe.
i pulled hard-
very little slack.
i stared deep
into the blackness,
startled by Your Kiss.
never been here before.
not sure i can take much more.
(no turning back. no turning back)
"my Word" remained lodged in my throat.
i struggled against the ties.
forgetting why,
why are we doing this?
leather leaves lacy prints on my skin.
unwaivering You remind me
its not about tolerating pain.
"Find your place," You said.
so i did.
lost in an etheral cloud of black,
in a sea of undulating pleasure and pain.
i came for You, my Master,
again and again and again.
You untied the blindfold.
You looked into my eyes.
You slipped Your rope from my wrists
and held me, tight.
so right.
so tight.
I think you could blend the last three lines to tighten things up a bit (no pun intended heh). An enjoyable glimpse.