Kandi Stitch Novels & Stories

she says. “I have candles, but I meant them for wax play, will those suffice?” I ask. “Yes, Now the cording should be silk and the knot needs to remain. With multiple mates I could use the same cord and knot it once with each of you, then we can use it in decorating our home, as long as the cord is long enough,” She says. I think of the shibari ropes, but then remember that I bought one rope of red silk, thinking the color would look delectable against her fair skin.

Then there was something that looked like a small sewing kit. I frowned. "What is that?" She put everything on the table. "These are called emergency stitches." "These emergency stitches are unnecessary." "Lift your shirt." "Nah." She stared at me. "Kade." "Nah," I repeated. She leaned close to me. "You had a fight with twelve hunters and stole a forklift. Then you started a fire on a facility, got shot two times, and here you are arguing about bandages." "Yes." "Lift. The. Shirt."

There were many times when I had used such long hair ornaments while fixing their hairs in smoothing yet stiff bun. As and then from other maids I came to know that this long hair ornaments were called as Kanzashi and were specially bought from eastern kingdoms for royal women’s of Tallis. Kanzashi are basically a straight and almost palm size long hair stick, where one of its end are narrowed and pricking sharp while other end are generally broaden with precious jewel embedded in flower shape, also this long hair stick used to be delicately carved with patterns of autumn flower and leaves and were most commonly made of pure gold and silvers for royal women’s and precious jewel…..

I don’t know. .... “Yes, that’s it! Bend a little more.” I bended my knees more before giving them a sexy look. The camera rapidly flashed before the photographer clap his hands and happily ended our afternoon photoshoot. Candice walked towards me with a sly smile on her face. Her brown wavy hair was being tied like a ponytail and she was wearing a honey-like contact lenses. “Done?” She asked when she’s already near me. I looked at her and shrugged my shoulders. “Yeah. How about you?”

He unraveled it on the floor in front of her, the hardcore Mia was slowly disappearing as Slade continued. He started to tie it around her, his touch sending repulsive shivers up and down her body as his hands brushed against her. Once he was finished he looked back at his work and double checked it. From what Mia remembered this kind of knot work was called Shibari. The fact it was Slade doing this made her want to hurl. She shouldn’t have baited him, regret trickled up her spine as he carried on.

“The first stitch you’ll learn is the whip stitch. It’s the fastest and easiest of all. You can use it to join torn fabric and seal a hole.” Following Annabel’s example, Zen lined the two separate cloths and inserted his needle on the underside of the fabric. Then, he pulled the needle through and repeated the motion. The pattern was simple and repetitive, but Zen’s clumsiness made his stitching uneven. Compared to Annabel’s perfectly spaced stitches on the invisible line, Zen’s stitches were wonky and unstable. Part of his cloth crumpled at a particularly terrible tug that Zen overlooked until it was too late. The end product looked like something a child made.

She asked, “What is this?” Harry lifted the empty bottle and needle in his hand as he explained, “A friend gave this to me. It’s a needle K technique. You prick your brother’s skin with this needle for thirty seconds. The K-string in the needle will absorb a special substance from the skin. When you remove the needle in thirty seconds, prick this needle into your friend’s skin. K-string can dissolve in her skin and let the substance heal her.” Dior was confused. What was the K-string? What was needle-pricking?

Cando said, crossing his arms across his chest. "Did it work?" Kira asked. Touching her neck slightly, Adaoh nodded her head. "It's just remaining the loop around my neck and I don't think Cando will be so nice to take it off from me." "I thought you would say a spell or shout to unlock the chain," Kira said in curiosity. She had watched Cando to know if she could get out from him the words he would mutter but he didn't. Rather he closed his eyes and within a minute he opened his eyes. So damn quick and fast. How did he do that?

I have never wanted anything more than I want him right now, Kandy, seeming to know my mind, pulls out her fingers and adds another. “K-Kandy” I keen and she shush me, “shhh pretty girl, I have got to stretch that pussy if you will take daddy well…do you want to get hurt?“ She asks and I shake my head. “Let me stretch you out” she says and moves to my front, I stare in confusion as she pulls up her long hair and leans lower. Daddy looks away and bites his lips as he watches, “Jesus…” he says under his breath and begins to stroke his cock.

"Theo says their legal team got a cease and desist last night. It orders them to stop production on my designs immediately and die what damn reason I don't even know." Alex stared at me as though the floor had vanished beneath his feet. "I was never informed about that." I stepped forward, gripping the collar of my robe tightly against my throat. "Alex, the whole collection is built around those specific Italian fabrics. If we use cheaper replacements, the line is completely ruined." "We aren't using replacements," he said, his voice dropping into that flat tone. "Then how do we make the clothes?" The words rushed out of me, my throat tightening as the panic finally broke through.