Tales of the Rope novel Chapter 23

Chapter 23: Boxed In

“Are you sure this is safe?” came the plaintive voice of the young woman in the box.

“Of course it is!” was the jovial assurance.

Nadia wished she could believe the cheerful tone in Matt’s utterance, but doubt nibbled at the back of her mind. After all, she was allowing herself to be made completely helpless in a manner not conducive to feeling safe.

The box was of stout wood with brass corners and two very solid looking metal hasps. On the floor next to the box lay two large padlocks, promises that once the lid was closed no one without the key would be opening it. And certainly not the woman within.

Of course, Nadia would not be given the chance to work at escape. Nor had she really expected to be given any kind of a chance. That was not the game they played.

It had begun early that Saturday morning with Nadia awakening to find Matt binding her wrists behind her with some of that white cotton clothesline he kept in the nightstand for just such occasions. In the morning sunlight, she lay on her stomach as he crossed her wrists behind her and began the methodical wrapping of rope that would soon make her helpless. Matt knew what he was doing with the rope; she would not be able to work her hands loose once the final knots were secured. There might be some failings about Matt as a husband, but his ability to bind a woman was not one of them. And when she found herself being bound in preparation for sex, she forgave him the times he cheated on her. So he wasn’t a perfect husband; he certainly had a knack for making her feel incredibly helpless and sexually excited. Already, even before the last knot was pulled tight, she could feel the warmth between her legs. She knew that soon he would turn her over, spread her legs, and begin doing those wonderful things to her that so turned her on. And when he decided she was hot and bothered enough, he would shove that huge tool of his into her burning love tunnel and she would lose her mind.

So it was that Saturday morning. Matt had made the ropes extra tight so that Nadia could feel her hands growing numb as she lay on the bound wrists. But she didn’t care. The things he was doing to her breasts and oh-so-sensitive pussy were driving all other thoughts out of her mind.

And Matt seemed to be particularly enthusiastic that morning. The lovemaking was no quickie, but a long, drawn out session that had Nadia panting with lust and uttering those little cries of hers when the massive orgasm finally gripped her body and shook it.