Hemp Rope Novels & Stories

"This is 6mm hemp rope. It's soft enough not to cause rope burn, but textured enough that you'll feel every point of contact." He began wrapping the rope around my torso, just beneath my breasts. The sensation was exactly as he'd described—firm pressure, textured contact, the weight of the rope against my skin. "Breathe," he commanded. "Most people hold their breath when they're being restrained. Don't. Breathe through it. Let your body adjust to the pressure." I focused on breathing, and as I did, the pressure of the rope shifted, became not restrictive but almost comforting. He continued wrapping, adding more rope, creating a pattern that covered my ribcage