Rope Bunny Knots Novels & Stories

She was scrolling through bdsm's history and came across several things and their explanations. The first thing she came across was rope bondage. Her heart thumped as she clicked on it. She read the words on her screen. Rope bondage restricts and restrain the movements of a submissive partner. The rope could either be wrapped artistically around the sub's body, or suspend the sub in the air.

He began to bind her. First the chest harness. The rope looped beneath her breasts, cinched tight so they were lifted and framed, nipples thrust forward like offerings. Every knot he tied pressed the silk against her skin and sent sparks straight to her clit. He worked downward in perfect diamond patterns, rope framing her ribs, her waist, her hips. When he reached her cunt he paused. He parted her folds with two fingers, stroked once, twice, gathering her wetness, then threaded the rope between her legs so a thick knot settled directly on her clit. He pulled it snug. The slightest shift of her weight ground the knot against her swollen bud and made her knees buckle.

She was at my mercy, and I was ready to explore every inch of this fucking beautiful pussy. “Spread your legs further” “That's it. Good girl. Spread them at about shoulder length” I wrapped the doubled rope four times around her wrists, then twisted the bight and ends. I pulled the ends through the bight. I wrapped the line around the wraps until I came to the other end, then finished the design with a square knot. We both knew this was a game, a fantasy we wanted to explore. I cupped her breast, my thumb tracing circles around her nipples. She moaned gently and I continued, my touch gentle but firm.

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 guess we would burn it. Harvey… Fire… and Rory? Terrible!!! Terrible combination, but before Rory could object and give another suggestion, Harvey already pulled out his cigarette lighter and placed it close to the rope. Rory’s heart was in his throat, ready to come out, out of fear of being burned by Harvey. His trust in Harvey was like a lit match. It flickers, burns fast, and leaves a nasty, disgusting scent. He didn’t let out a sigh of relief until all the ropes were burned off. He didn’t need to look at his arms to notice the marks. When the ropes fell off, his body didn’t feel like his own. It felt heavy and completely useless, dangling at his side.

“If it becomes too much, say the word ‘red. Okay?” “Okay,” she responded with an eager smile on her face. After tying the the tie around her head, I took out my rope and made a handcuff knot for both her wrists. I attached the rope to a hook that I had installed onto the headboard. I slowly was getting in Shibari and had been waiting for a moment like to this start using the knots that I knew on someone.

While the others ran ahead she stopped to see if he could escape. “Techs set basic traps all over the place to catch us in.” Aeon started as she leaned against a tree to watch. A small smile was on her face, enjoying the show. “Most have a sensor that goes off when the trap is triggered to alert any nearby Techs. You have less than a minute left to get unstuck before I have to take you out.” “We didn’t learn about these types of knots in the Center!” Adro said in a panic, blood having rushed to his upside down face. He tried to undo the knot, but had no luck at undoing the tight, complicated loops and twists. “I can’t undo these knots!”

A thin chain connecting them that caught the lamplight when I lifted it, the tension adjustable at each end with a small screw fitting that I turned between my fingers and felt give smoothly and precisely. The beginner shibari rope last. It was soft and dark red and considerably longer than I had anticipated, coiled neatly, the texture between my fingers smooth and slightly cool and carrying that specific weight that meant it would hold properly. I sat there on my bed in the lamplight surrounded by all of it. Then I got up and locked the door. I started with the rope. I had watched enough to know the basic principles ... the knot structures, the wrapping patterns, the placements that created

Cum overflowed as the knot locked, her belly swelling visibly. He switched holes without mercy, pulling out and forcing his blood-smeared cock into her tight ass. The burning stretch made her scream “Daddy!” as he fucked her bowels raw, one hand choking her lightly, the other mauling her breasts until milk-like fluid beaded from her nipples due to the constant claiming.

His claws extended, catching onto the edge of the chasm, securing his grip. Luna's breath hitched as she watched Sebastian struggle to maintain his hold. It was a race against time, each passing second threatening to plunge him into the abyss. She had to act quickly. "Amelia, lend me your magic," Luna pleaded, her voice urgent. "We need to reinforce Sebastian's grip." Amelia nodded, her features etched with concern, and joined Luna at the edge of the chasm. Together, they channeled their magic, a surge of power flowing through their fingertips. They focused their energy into strengthening Sebastian's hold, intertwining their spells to create a powerful bond.