Untying The Knot Novels & Stories

Then the cord pulled tight, and it forced her to straddle the bench. “Ty, I’m not sure about this.” “I got you, babe. These are quick release knots. You only need to say it’s over and I’ll stop. Gods, you need to see yourself. You’re beautiful.” He was watching her now. His hands ran up and down her body. Rose could do nothing right now, and Ty knew she was loving it. “Ty, talk me through what you’re going to do. Gods, I’m shaking, but I don’t know if it’s fear or need.”

Which was when I discovered, it was also thrilling. My body was such a strange mix of arousal and fear as I reached for it, offering to show her first how to untie the knot, then how to retie another, a simple bond that wouldn’t slip. I showed her the two loops and how to pull the rope through, demonstrated that once the knot was formed, it wouldn’t move, then handed her the rope and urged her to try a couple of times. Unsurprisingly, she was a quick study. So, a minute later, as she quickly released the knot for the third time, I sat back again and kind of opened my hands.

“Even the ones meant to stay buried.” She stepped forward, the threadlight figure at her side, the knot hovering between them like a sun being born. “This door was never meant to stay closed,” she said. “You just didn’t want to know what waited behind it.” Aelrian laughed, but the sound cracked like ice beneath weight. “Then let’s see what your ‘knot’ remembers when we cut it open.” He raised the timeblade. The knot pulsed once—then shattered into radiant threads, not breaking, but unbinding.

I grabbed it. I pulled. Nothing happened. I pulled again, harder this time. The thread began to loosen. The knot shifted slightly. Come on. I pulled again. This time, the rope started to unravel. With one final tug, the knot came undone. My hands fell apart, and I let out a deep breath. I quickly pulled the rest of the rope away and reached for the gag. I tore it from my mouth and took several deep breaths. I was free. At least my hands were.

I know, that’s enough. "Harder," I tell him. He gives me what I ask for with so much enthusiasm the bed complains. My heels dig into the small of his back, and I can feel it starting, the swell at the base of his cock, the first thick warning of the knot. I’m going to come as soon as- He stops and pulls out, and the air hits me where he was. "What are you doing?" I shout indignantly. "Not knotting you." "WHY?"

Especially if I’m still restrained. On my back, it’s easier to incline my head and look up at the ropes without yanking my joints out of place to do it. My hands dangle from purple-patterned mountain climbing rope held in place by intricate knots. I’ve done some mountain climbing in my time—hard not to when you grow up in the mountains—but I don’t recognize this knot. Fuck. I start working on the ropes, twisting my wrists and tucking my thumb in an effort to slide my hands free. Tugging on the ropes just seems to pull the knot tighter, and moving up to take the pressure off doesn’t release anything.

Winter's eyebrows shot to the sky. "Knot?" She asked. "My knot is a tissue that swells during intercourse and is filled with a fluid that is ensured it stays swelled. When we both reach our climax, my knot is shoved up inside of you locking us together while I fill you with my seed. And we stay that way for a while until my knot softens and I can remove it from you without causing you pain." I answered her the best I could, and Winter placed a hand over her mouth. "Does it hurt?" She asked.

But of course, that’s just what she was intentionally doing. Despite the leg languidly stroking Vince's cock he still managed to undo the first knot with his teeth and find one end of the lace. Now all he had to do was pull on the end of the lace to untie the bow. Unfortunately, the lace was long and he could only move his head a little at a time. It must have taken nearly ten minutes to get that damn double knot undone. "Good job" pronounced Christie. "Now you have to get it unlaced."

I'm going to get water. As soon as the man walks away, Pure says to Gary: “Shift back. Use your hands to untie this rope from around your neck. We have to continue traveling” "How do I do that?" Pure rolls his eyes. He shifts and Gary looks at his naked body. - Why am I naked? – he asks. “Don’t worry about it now. Release us.” Gary started trying to untie the knots, but the knots were too tight. He ends up taking too long, and when he finishes, the man returns at the exact moment Gary shifts.

She was cute. “N-No,” she stuttered softly. “Then, allow me the honor of showing you a whole new world,” I patted her butt lightly as I got down on my knees behind her.