One Sunday, some time ago (you know it’s a while ago because the floor of his bondage room still had the awful blue linoleum it sported before he redid it) W decided to give me a nice relaxing rope scene.
It was like being in a hammock. Restful and relaxing, just hanging around. But I wasn’t relaxing for long…
Because of course he couldn’t just leave me hanging there. Tied up girlmeat is too hard to resist.
Yeah it’s kinda hard to relax under those circumstances.
And even more under these.
I hope your Sunday is equally Sinful – relaxing or not!