A Rope Bunny Novels & Stories

Little Sapphire pushed the thick bushes out of the way and crawled under. A few thorns pricked her and the stony ground hurt her knees, but she didn't give up. She looked around but she couldn't find her pet bunny. Her mother got her a little pinkish-white bunny with a magenta heart gem on her forehead and pretty pink eyes. She wasn't an ordinary bunny, of course. Her mother told her she'd get to know what kind of bunny she is when the gem on her forehead takes its final colour. Sapphire had been taking care of the bunny for six months. Just three more months before she transforms.

As usual, she was talking. Zayne raised a brow when he saw the slack-jaw expression on my face. "Zach gave her an apology gift," Zayne's eyes fell on the keys. He stared at them intensely for a few seconds before Rihanna held his jaw with her small hand and turned his face to look at her. "Bunny Bunny, you're not listening!" He smiled warmly at her. "I'm sorry, princess, continue," "So the tiger jumped in after the monkey, determined to finish its mission. Can you spell determine, Bunny Bunny?" Zayne pulled down her skirt, shaking his head. He smiled at me before turning and walking the other way. That was the go-ahead.

She sank to her knees, feeling the plush thickness of the lambskin rug against her knees. When she heard his footsteps, she looked up, and she let out a gasp when she saw the rope in his hands. It wasn’t traditional rope, the braided kind you’d find in a hardware store, but rather it was satin covered, a deep mauve. It looked sexy and soft, and yet there was no mistaking it was meant to restrain her.

’ ‘I don’t think I’m into this,’ said Mitch. Bobby tied a knot in the cord, just below Mitch’s throat. ‘See, this makes sure the rope won’t tighten up and strangle you. And it’s silk. It won’t burn you at all.’ Now he ran the other end of the rope down along Mitch’s deep, carved chest, across the ridges of his abdomen,. He pushed his thighs apart and looped the cord under and around Mitch’s balls and tied another knot. All the time Bobby was doing this, Mitch was saying, ‘What are you doing?’ again and again. He sounded worried.

He grabbed a length of rope off the rail. Eleanor drew her lip between her teeth and Fann waited. His shaft surged when she held her wrists out towards him. He wrapped each wrist, knotted it, then tossed the rope up over the rafters. Fann grinned at the surprised look on her face, his teeth gleaming in the moonlight. The end of the rope fell back beside him and he tugged on it, pulling her arms up over her head. Eleanor gasped when the rope pulled tight, lifting her heels off the ground. When she was balancing on tip of her booted toes Fann tied the rope off on the stall rail.

She wrapped both arms around his leg. "You promised you'd bring me rabbit this time." A few warriors laughed. Ronan crouched until they were eye level. "I did." "You brought deer last season." "I know." "You said rabbit." "I also remember that." The little girl narrowed her eyes. "So?" He reached behind his back and produced a small carved wooden rabbit from one of his pockets. "I figured this one was easier to catch." The girl's mouth fell open. She grabbed it and threw her arms around his neck.

At the end of each strand hung a small charm made of each Alpha’s personal gemstone—Kieran’s grey diamond, Seren’s fiery red ruby, and Kline’s deep blue sapphire. “This rope… is the symbol of our bond,” Kieran explained in a level voice. “It will bind us together… not with pain, but with love.” Then they began the most beautiful bondage. They did not tie her so tightly that she couldn’t move, but instead wrapped the golden silk rope loosely around her body as if it were the most precious jewelry. One rope was wrapped around her chest and shoulders, another around her waist and hips, and the last was tied in a knot at her wrists, which rested calmly on her lap.

Jason POV "I am. How can I help you?" "My toy is missing. Can you help me find it?" Everything in me wanted to say yes. Had to say yes. The need was overwhelming. Instinctive. "What toy?" "My other rabbit. The little one." She held up the stuffed animal in her arms. Worn from years of love. "This is Big Bunny, but Little Bunny is gone, and Big Bunny gets lonely without him." Something about the way she said it. There was a genuine concern in her voice. Made my wolf pace restlessly under my skin. Protective instincts firing.

“Shopia, what are you doing?” The little girl raised her face and smiled sweetly while raising her rabbit doll. “I'm playing with Bunny, Grandpa. Bunny is having a picnic in the garden.” Adam smiled slightly. "A picnic, huh? Does Bunny like tea or milk?” Shopia seemed to think for a moment, then answered firmly, "Milk! Bunny likes chocolate milk.” Adam nodded while adjusting his position on the wooden bench. The afternoon breeze blew gently, carrying the scent of moist soil and fragrant roses growing around the garden. He saw the green grass stretching out wide, with a few small birds hopping between the bushes. The atmosphere felt so peaceful.

I said as I darted to where the worker said my sex ropes would be. I froze as I looked over the multiple options in front of me. All types of widths, lengths, and colors. There were some called dynamic ropes and others called static. I had no idea what I needed. I grabbed one that was a pretty blue, but the fibers were rough in my hands. I put it back. I already had scars, I didn’t need to add any more to my body. The next rope I grabbed was bright pink. It was soft in my hands, it seemed to stretch, and it wasn’t too thick. It was sixty meters long. “Perfect.”