Holy Rope Edible Novels & Stories

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

James looked at the delicious food on the table and said, “Such mysterious power! What are they made of?” Thea replied, “It’s Supreme Thousand. He sure is being generous.” Confused by James’ words, he asked, “What’s that?” Thea was speechless. A chuckle came from behind James and said, “It’s made of frost root, snow fox meat, purple mysticum, beast eyes…” While walking over, various exceptional herbs were listed. James was stunned by the answer.

“I have to say, you’ve been harder than any other beings ever sent down here for me to deal with. Usually, my possessed look runs them into their cell. Ahhh, good times.” “You’re not running me anywhere, you crazy ass thing.” The weird little imp produced a rope from behind his back. It didn’t look like any normal rope and that thought was confirmed when the imp swung the rope around then tossed it. Like the rope had a mind of its own, it wrapped around my neck. The imp jerked the rope. I stumbled backwards as he pulled the magic rope tight, choking me in the process. I attempted to raise my hands to move the rope from around my neck, but my arms and hands wouldn’t move. Shit!

Carefully you wind the rope around my chest and stomach in an intricate design that you have perfected over time. I would love to see myself, the pale rope against my dark skin, my big nipples peeking out. The light deprivation is now driving me crazy, but isn’t that the point of our little games? You place the rope between my legs, burying it between my pussy lips. It bites into my sensitive clit. The rope travels up between my ass cheeks. It is still sore from the dildo lashing. I love the feel of the rope against my raw flesh. You loop the end of the rope and secure it in a knot.

There were all manner of things floating around in it: leafy greens, mushrooms, thin strips of meat, and thick, long, white noodles. Eva and Severas of them moved off to the side and sat on the stone benches nearby. “Uh, you know what those are, right?” asked Severas. “Yeah, boiled stringy worm guts, I know,” Eva replied. “I’m trying hard avoiding knowing where they came from. All I need to know is that they just taste crazy good. And it feels really nice to drink this down after a long cycle of fighting, you know. After many long cycles of fighting.”

“I remember you used to hit harder.” Her blush grew darker and she was glad for the dimness of the deck. She felt her heart pounding inside her chest. “But seriously,” he finally told her, “this is no ordinary rope. This is tree-drop rope. From the crying wood tree.” “Tree-drop rope?” she echoed. Her delicate fingers reached to touch the material and feel its texture. “Aye, it’s perfect for Karamijutsu training. This rope stretches and then goes back to its original length. You can do endless somersaults and all sorts of acrobatics with it.”

"I saw that attack. That was–" "Ready with your rope?" Jai asked, ignoring her comment. Beto took the big roll of rope on her shoulder and showed it to him. "Ready". It was a thick vine with small leaves still around it. The diameter of the vine was roughly the size of a five year old's forearm. "Isn't that the dangling roots of Habakiri?" Kasuga asked. Beto nodded. "Yeah. Now how are we going to rope this thing?" The beast grunted, earning a look from them.

He grabbed a rope, using one end to tie a slipknot around Derek's neck, “You dared to try and hurt my girl, you and your bastard brothers, or is Ariana so easy to forget?” Hael grabbed the other end roughly, jerking Derek around as he tied his arms and legs together behind his back. He pulled the rope tight, ensuring Derek was in the right stress position. Squatting down so that their eyes were level, Hael snarled, “The Gympie Gympie has a fruit that, when cut and rimmed around a glass, dries quickly, becoming almost untraceable.”

Don't blame yourself. Then he quickly walked over to untie her, but to his surprise, the rope binding Heather was made of a unique metal that was extremely strong. Ambrose retrieved his dagger in desperation and was about to cut the rope. However, a loud sound was heard as the dagger fell. The only thing left on the rope was a white mark; otherwise, the cord was relatively undamaged. Damn it! Ambrose became anxious when he saw that. At the same time, he reassured Heather, "Don't be afraid, Heather. I will save you and get us out of here." He was about to break the rope with force as he spoke, as he circulated his internal energy.

“Toss me the rope.” Jordy reaches into his pack and takes out the blue nylon rope the Marines and my friends used to cross the broken bridge where Kai had saved me from the two-headed cyclops. The rope is coiled, so he holds onto the loose end and tosses the rest up to Kai, who catches it with one hand. Kai keeps enough length to maintain a good grip on and lets the rest fall back down. “Up you go, Jordy,” Dad orders. “Watch Kai’s back for him.”