Bonds of Love. Sarah K

myself up the bed a little and gave myself a little more slack I was more or less certain that I could undo the knots with my teeth. Alex had very thoughtfully wrapped silk scarves around my wrists and ankles to stop the ropes burning or bruising my skin, but I could still feel the constriction, and the sense of vulnerability and exposure, which all added to the erotic charge that being tied up gave me. An escape attempt was just all part of the game, although I didn’t plan to try too hard. I was really pleased to be sharing in the fantasy scenario that had started Alex on the way to embracing the Dom side of his nature.