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Rock and Water - Chapter 9
Date: 10/6/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: justahole, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories
including my wrists and lower arms that are still behind me. He’s careful to not allow my shoulders to be strained, or my arms to be pulled too tightly together, but the effect is incredibly restricting. The wrap, which started just above my navel, extends to just below my breasts. I take a deep breath, and note that my breathing is not restricted in the least, and the moment of panic that threatened to seep in quickly dissipates. My breasts sag just a bit over the upper edge of the plastic, and I can feel droplets of sweat develop between my sensitive flesh and the binding wrap that confines me. “Are you okay, Corrine? Are you comfortable?” I can see both concern and lust dueling in his eyes. “Oh, sir. It feels incredible… Yes, I’m okay. Please go on.” The plastic against my skin feels tight and smooth…so much more confining than the rope we’ve used in the past. “I have scissors right here. Just say the word, any word, and the wrap will be off of you immediately.” I see that Patrick had pulled the kitchen scissors out of the wood block they’d been kept in, and their proximity makes me feel even more at ease; more able to let go to his control and my desires. I nod, and say, “Thank you sir.” He flashes me a quick smile, before continuing with the wrap, this time around the calf and ankle of my left leg, securing it to the corresponding front leg of the chair. He finishes off the roll and then repeats the same action on my right leg with the second roll. He puts the ...