Lewd Late Night Thoughts - Bondage

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The way she looks purposefully poised, pinned in place and perfect poses, bound by dozens of dexterous 'digits' seizing that body tight, gently dimpling into flesh and hugging every curve. The excitement in ***ted eyes before they are blotted out by a blindfold of silk, the sweet little whimpers and coo's offered up with every cinching of the restraints and new 'hand' holding her tight. How the words of encouragement and praise flow that much more freely with each new knot, belt and strap holding her 'back'. The look of her finally 'dressed up' in one pose or another, whether suspended or struggling under foot. Bound in place to struggle against the bondage sawing away at most sensitive bits with every subtle move or left with just enough slack to join in on the fun or show appreciation. The squeeze of inanimate hands accentuating every curve, fighting against every tense of muscle or breath broadening her chest, carrying their weight when relaxed, offering a chance to let go and give in while getting lost in the bliss of it all. Handled like a precious object or piece of meat, reeled in close and pushed against the ropes, the sound of breathy moans, the feel of those panting breaths steamily sticking against wet lips between teasing words. From emphasizing the tug of a specific rope or two to the rhetorical questions poking at the roots of all the pleasure bubbling up from her. How quickly her tongue and innards go wet with every cinch of the ***r around her neck, every tug of the hair entwined into the bondage and pluck of the strings sending chills across nerves set aflame. The way toes curl and legs shake, bucking wildly against the groan of leather keeping limbs ***led perfectly open, leaving no room for escape from the pleasure and *** of teases edging her ever closer to climax or frustration. How quick she is to beg when reeled up onto shaky spread knees by the hair, to sing out her Master's praises, to greedily plead for more, worshipping at the hands of the one keeping her well fed with pleasures. The way lewd outfits, latex and lace look that much better with a healthy coating of leather straps, rope and restraints hugging every squeezable side of her body. Hand holds made for handling her through the spasms and shakes when bottoming out and rearranging clenching guts when not being put on lewd display...