Rope Bites

[na****]

Rope

You are in full flow now.

My arms are locked.
Rope encircles me.
I want to tell you that I am yours.
You would laugh.
Does the spider care what the fly thinks?
My breath, my eyes
tell you everything.

Pulling me to you with the rope.
Pushing me away with your foot.
There is no conflict.
I will be exactly where you want me.

A loop around my neck,
closed by your hand,
on the edge of ***
then loose.
Nothing hurts as much as almost.
I sigh.
You smile
as you reel me in.

My face is buried in your shoulder.
I open my mouth without thinking.
You inch backward
and slowly drag me down
all the way to the floor.

I wait.

Bites

Your body is folded onto the floor.
Your head is at knees.
I hear your breath change
as I tense the rope that touches your neck.
I pull you upright
and sit my thighs on top of yours,
pinning you to the floor.
I slowly undo the wraps.
The rope slides,
whispering secrets to your skin.

I lean back to watch.
Your whole body twitching, craving
trying to squeeze the last scraps of feeling
from every inch of rope.

I d*** my arms over your shoulders,
and pull you in.
Your face rests on my shoulder again.
"Was there was a moment back there
where you almost tried to bite me?"
I feel your head nod.
"I do like being bitten
maybe I could let you have a nibble."
Your head shifts.
Your mouth is on my shoulder.

"Don't get ahead of yourself.
Embrace me".
Your arms wrap around my body.
Your fingers cling to my shoulder blades.
With one hand I grip the hair
on the back of your head,
pushing you against my shoulder.
With the other hand,
I reach for your most sensitive spot.
I feel you tense up,
pulling me in.
"Everything has a price."

I wait until you relax
"Go ahead, bite me."

I feel your teeth begin to press.
Just a tingle on my skin.
I start to squeeze.
I feel you hesitate.
"Don't be shy."

Your jaw starts to close,
compressing my muscle,
*** starts to bloom.
I match your strength.
I hear you grunt.
Your jaw goes slack.
"That's the best you can do?"
I wait one breath.
"Try again."

You bite down.
No stronger than before
but you hold it longer
before letting go with a whimper.

"That will not do.
Maybe there's a better way.
Bite now, pay later...
Bite me again."

Your teeth close on me slowly.
I do nothing in return.
You push past your earlier attempts.
Finally I feel it,
I try to pull back.
Your arms are powerful on my back
locking me in place.
I hear you moan.
I feel you shiver.
The pressure drops off.
You relax.

"That was nice.
Bite now, pay later".

I start to squeeze,
following the pace and strength of our bite.
Your whole body stiffens.
You pull me in tight again.
This time no power, only desperation.
Trying to bury yourself inside me.

I keep going.
You are grunting, moaning,
breathing raggedly,
mumbling something,
almost struggling,
knowing that will only make it worse.
I hold,
enjoying your rapid breath on my neck,
then release.
You slump against me.
I run my fingers through your hair,
scratching your scalp and down your neck.
We breathe together for a little while.

"I think we're getting somewhere.
Let's try again
but slower and harder."
 

[na****]

FFS, the censorship of every-day words on this site is getting a little silly. Especially when it's in the middle of a word. Can I say t***zoid or skysc***r?