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T: these pics were the first ever created by newly bought digital camera. They preceded the Rope bondage 1 series. l got her wrapped up in ropes within fifteen minutes in dimly lit bedroom. I have wrapped a piece of leather around her head (I use the leahter to make SM toys) and then, she allowed me to dangle her, bound and helpless, to left, to right, with feetand arms firmly bound to her body.
L: it was a different scene than usual. Tom has hardly spoken a word, he only smiled at me, tying me up. And then, pleasant smell of leather and total darkness engulfed me.
T: do I really have this squatting beauty at my home? Why does not she look like this more often? On the other hand, life is more than BDSM. Well - cinch here, tickle there, snap (it distracted us at first, but we have got used to it), and here I am, carrying another rope.
L: looking at this picture, I resemble Indian woman waiting at a fire. But there is no tomahawk or sharp rock to cut the ropes around. Well, it seems I have to wait until...
T: it looks like she tries to rise and squat. She could be able to do that, I love to see her straining for release. And I love her surrender to my ties even more.
L: heavens, I love his "stay put" command. I am not sure whether I would be able to stand up and hop to him. I could have injured myself.
T: it is lovely to see her fight for freedom, but there are limits to respect. I slowly pull her back (hands clasped around her throat), laying her at her back and using another length of rope to immobilize her feet. You wanted to hop away!? No way.
L: he looked over me from above and obviously liked his handiwork. We are not going anywere, are we, darling? I could not hop away regardless of how much I'd like to. My new tight boots, made of rope, around my soles and ankles.
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