Hog Tie Knot Novels & Stories

I thought it was perfect with just the four men. The ladies asked me about the ties for their men and I smiled "if Tristan is sticking to the original plan the guys will be wearing bolero ties. He just needs to pick out what is going to be holding them together. Patrice, Lucy, and Natsuko looked at me funny and I giggled "it is basically either a piece of leather, rope, or braided rope and it is usually braided rope with different types of pendants holding them together.

I then hold the narrow end down with my other hand. I then wrap the wide end over the narrow end and created a loop in front of the unfinished tie knot. I loop the wide end of the tie through the gap between the unfinished tie knot and his collar. Then take this wide end of the tie and pull it through the loop I created. I pull it tight, center it between the collars, and flip the collar back down. I adjusted his collar as well and looked at him. “Done,” I spoke. He just smiled at me and lean-to gives me a peck. I smiled at what he did.

Ethan prepped the line, his long fingers darting through the cord, knotting a tricky hitch in seconds flat. "Hubby, what kinda knot's that?" Sophia leaned in, all curious. "Clinch knot. Holds up to five tons without budging." Sophia blinked. Shark fishing? That heavy-duty? But her face lit up with fake awe. "Teach me?" Ethan placed the line in her palm, walking her through it step by step. "Loop it twice, thread it here..." Sophia mimicked him, nailing it after a glance—but she flubbed a couple on purpose, dragging out the fun.

He pushed the ball gag into my mouth and fastened it behind my head, muffling my sounds. “Perfect,” he murmured, his hand stroking down my spine. “Completely helpless now.” I felt him move behind me. He lifted my hips slightly and slid a thick, firm pillow under them, raising my ass higher. Then I heard the sound of something being adjusted — the metal bar. He attached the bar to the chain system, forcing my legs even wider apart while keeping me in the hogtie. The first touch of the riding crop came without warning — a sharp sting across my raised ass.

A few more youthful guys promptly bounced up from their seats and headed his way. Keegan called for the crowd’s consideration once more. “All right, y’all! We’re gonna go ahead and get this party begun. Our to begin with occasion is gonna be Tie- Down Restricting! If you don’t know what that is—and I don’t know how anybody who lives in this fine state of Texas wouldn’t know, but fair in case you don’t—Tie-Down Restricting is a coordinated occasion where the cattle rustler on horseback catches a calf by tossing a circle of rope from his lariat. The objective is to hurl the rope around its neck, at that point get off and limit it by tying its legs together. Of course, we’ve had to make a few a

I leave the shorts on the floor and pick up the thin red rope I'm using to tie his pretty body up. I tie an intricate pattern that goes around his neck and down his chest and back firmly to decorate his body. I turn him around and tie his wrists together and then tie that rope to the rope harness across his torso. I do so tightly so he can't move his arms at all now. I notice his little dick is hard already so I move on to tying the next part of the body harness around his hips and upper thighs. Mason tenses as I slip the doubled up rope from his pubic bone down and under so it comes back up between his ass cheeks. I arrange it so his dick is sticking out between the two pieces of rope then

The difference is Arson knots are actually more beautiful. Weston and Jase are standing above JT who Uncle Dom is tying up in black. When they are down Uncle Jax claps his hands three times. “Now that's over with, let's go play another game!” He beams excitedly. He snaps pointing to Tempest who are all now bound with ball gags in their mouths. Where did those come from? I look at my boys who all have glee shining in their eyes. Oh. They have the gags hidden somewhere. I find it very curious to find out where they have stuff stashed in this loft now and why? Are they wanting something to happen up here? Do I want it to?

"Stupid." "Not stupid," he said. "Expensive. Keep it until it buys something you want." He tapped the coil with his boot. "You're going to saw through that with feeling. Go untie something that won't resent you for it." I let him take the bowl, my hands suddenly useless for carrying anything but rope and grief. I walked forward into the bow's small privacy and sat with a short length of line, making knots and unmaking them until the moon looked a little bitten. Bowline. Sheet bend. Two half hitches with a stopper. The Carrick bend my tutor had called pretty, and Jas had called a good way to die if you tied it for show.

❀ Kate ❀ Three days later “Okay, you’re straight up glowing. What’s going on Kater Tot!? I need the details STAT.” Tristan gawked at me with twinkling sable eyes while we packed up our gear for the night. I’d just made it back to our lifeguard tower a few minutes ago, and was finally letting the excitement I’d been feeling all day manifest outwardly. It started with humming a catchy love song I couldn’t remember the lyrics to, and apparently now that elated energy was radiating right off of me.

“Let’s search there." We hurried to the spot and just in time, I saw Michael trying to tie Honey’s hands together. I slowed my steps and observed her. I was glad to see that she was alive. She kept trying to remove her hands from Michael’s grip and throwing all sorts of insults at him. Michael being the cocky bastard he was had responded to her insults with teasing remarks, but he hadn't let go of her hands. Fury rolled together like a huge ball within me as Honey grimaced when he tightened the rope around her finger. They seemed not to be aware of my presence.