Friday, March 2, 2012

Rope Dress

The first day Master got in we had planned to kind of take things easy. His flight was long, he'd been early, etc.

This isn't the way things went.

We ended up going out to dinner with my mom. Aside from getting to spend a week with each other, him meeting the majority of my family was pretty much the reason for him to come to a cold wet state instead of me going down to a nice warm dry one.

Before dinner however, Master offered to put me in a rope dress. Sure, I agreed, I'd actually worn a turtle neck sweater specifically to be able to help hide anything he might chose to do to me before we had to leave. From the moment the rope hit my skin I was fighting to maintain control. It was a bit snug when he was done, and maybe a little too snug. I enjoy the restrained feeling, but it wasn't until about halfway through dinner that I realized it was just a tad too uncomfortable.

What Master added to the rope dress that wasn't helping me was a small knot. In the single most sensitive place, I'd stand up, sit down, or walk, and I could feel that devious little knot slipping along what was already a very wet slit and clit.

Dinner went well, I managed to focus on the food, and until the conversation moved to sports I was focusing on that fairly well too. We had planned to make one more stop before going back to the hotel, but at that point I needed to get out of the rope dress, it was getting close to get me out of it now, and I didn't want to have to cut it if we could avoid it. (Granted, I wasn't going to let it harm me just to keep the silly rope intact. )

While I wasn't too surprised at how wet I'd gotten the rope when we finally did get it off, but Master commented on it just enough to make me blush.

Sadly, the rest of the night is a blur. I didn't get much sleep before his flight came in, and I'd been on edge for an entire week before that. My body and mind were gone enough that no matter how many times I try to play that night over in my mind, I just simply can't remember what else happened.

I do remember that the bed sucked horribly, and I didn't sleep well that night either, but we worked those kinks out easily enough the next night ^_^

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