Overcoming Chapter Fifteen

EMBERLY*

Derrick always uses the Japanese silk rope on me, but he likes a stronger, rigorous rope used on him. Thick cotton rope is his favorite among the bondage ropes we have used. I must say it's my favorite to see on him as well. Just the way the rope makes his pecs stick out more prominently. My favorite, however, is how his biceps and triceps bulge out and how vulnerable he looks with his hands bound together behind him that are also tied to the chair Derrick is sitting in. I quickly spread and restrained his legs to the legs of the chair, then placed the blindfold over his eyes and took pleasure in seeing his rigid length as it jumped and stood to attention. I'm the luckiest woman in the world. Derrick is and will always be mine.

I walked over to the red and black Chester drawers Derrick and I have in our playroom and grabbed my favorite set of silver nipple teasers, and made my way back to Derrick. He groaned and licked his lips as I clamped them on his beaded nipples. Derric