A Rope Bunny Novels & Stories

I nodded my head, three of us went near our favorite cotton candy stall we had our favorite flavors cotton candy, later went near a claw machine, bunny is expert in this I asked her to get a rabbit, she caught it so easily like a pro, sals asked to get her a doraemon, she gave it to sals finally she got a baby girl toy, I asked "why this?" bunny blushed and said "I'm feeling like having kids now" I said "ohh, so soon I might become godmother" bunny chuckled and replied "if god helps"

“To help Rose.” He hesitated, then held the rabbit out with shaking hands. “Tell him to be brave.” Elena’s heart broke. “I will.” Minutes later, the ribbon was tied back around Bunny’s neck, a tiny listening device hidden inside the worn blue fabric. Elena stepped out into the rain with Bunny in her arms. The path to the chapel cut through the black gardens, slick with moonlight and water. Behind her, Blackwood House glowed like a prison pretending to be a home.

"The one you asked me to buy." "Let me see." Sienna pulled out a coil of orange-red rope. I glanced at it. The rope was old. The surface was worn, and several places had frayed. The seller had labeled it: "decorative rope, not load-bearing." Fifty dollars, shipping included. When Sienna placed the order, she hadn't even read the product description. Chloe took it and gave it a casual shake, without checking anything. "Fine. This will do." "Chloe, should we test it?" Molly Weaver came up behind us, pale-faced, her voice small.

My breath hitched as I looked at the rope… then at where he had been standing. Why would he…? I exhaled sharply, relieved. Then, looking properly, I noticed a hole from the bullet in the rope that had been used to tie the rabbit. Rai had released the rabbit. Shooting the rope holding it in place instead. And I didn’t understand why that scared me even more. I stood there, still breathing hard, my chest rising and falling as I stared at the rabbit. It was alive. Alive. My eyes followed it as it moved weakly, nibbling on the grass like nothing happened. Like it wasn’t just about to die a few seconds ago.

he said softly… but there was nothing soft about the way his gaze stripped me bare. Heat rushed to my face. I hesitated, suddenly too aware of how close he was, how completely he filled the space around me. His thumb brushed under my chin, tilting my face up. “Don’t be shy with me, Bunny.” The name sent a shiver straight through me. I swallowed, my fingers trembling as they moved to the knot at my waist. The rope of my pants felt tighter than it had any right to be, like it knew what this meant. I tugged once. Then again. The knot loosened, soft fibers sliding free beneath my touch.

she asked, wanting or knowing the turnout of the reason she was left alone for weeks. He smiled and dropped to his knees, which made her a little surprised and curious about what he intended to do. He reached into the inside of his robe and pulled out a green and golden short rope and held it out to her. She stared at him, not knowing if she ought to take it. So she kept her hands to herself. “No, you take it,” he whispered to her. “Oh,” she said and took it from his hand and stared at it in confusion. “You also need to ask me to rise and explain what the ribbons are,” he whispered to her again, and it took a lot of strength to not crack up and laugh aloud.

The feeling of the fur was too real to be a dream. "I guess this is the end." He softly sighed and closed his eyes. But a burst of soft laughter coming from behind him spooked him a bit, he stood up with the little bunny in his arm and faced the unknown figure, it was a boy of maybe 13 years old with white hair and white robes, and a red cross hanging on his chest.

he leaned in close, “makes me want to do sinful things to you, bunny.” Her eyes snapped wide watching his shadow looming over her. “They makes me want to ruin you!” Rosa shook her head. “L-let me go.” she whimpered, trying to slide away but his grip was relentless. Rosa gasped sharply when his hand slipped beneath her dress. Her body jolted. His shadow leaned in, suffocating her with his strong presence. “N-no.. no.” she mewled like a frightened rabbit caught in a trap. But it didn’t stop him, his face buried into her neck anyway, claiming her trembling body with terrifying possession.

A little finger fucking and rubbing her clit later she's still all wound up, but by now her thighs are sticky with her own juices, and I don't think she would appreciate me offering her to stop. So I decide to step it up a little more. Rummaging around in my bag I find a thin rope - actually a piece of climbing rope - and use it to gather Bella's hair into a messy ponytail, tying it securely enough to make sure it can't slip. Leaving the rope there for now, I reach into the bag again and get out something Bella hasn't seen nor

She seemed to be full every time the men left. When I took water into Rebecca's room, I noticed her face glowing, and her tummy had grown bigger too. "Everly, come look! This is the bloodstone I'm growing. It'll come out in another month. After Mom sells it for a good price, we'll be living the high life!" I touched Rebecca's tummy and felt something move under the skin. I drew my hand back with a start. "Rebecca, is being a rabbit-woman really that great?" I couldn't help but ask. "Mom gave me a pouch of spices yesterday and told me to let it burn as I slept."