One Night in a Dungeon (Savage Kinksters 2)
“No!” Flailing my arms and legs, I eventually escaped and hid under the chair in the kitchen.
“Will you talk to him?”
“I can’t get anywhere with that kid. You wanted him. You deal with it.”
“I guess I’ll just have to cut it myself. Again. Ugh!”
“You need to call the case worker, and tell her this isn’t working out.”
“Maybe he just needs more time.”
“Sometimes they’re too broken, Carol.”
I shake my head slightly, clearing the memory.
“I guess I should put it back in the braid though. Otherwise, it’s going to get caught up in the rope.”
She stands behind me, swiftly twining my hair back into a plait before twisting the rubber band around the end.
“There we go. Ready?”
“Yes.”
Casey spreads the blanket on the mat and motions for me to kneel on it. I follow her directions immediately. My heart begins to beat in anticipation, ready to feel the tight coils of rope around me again. I need to get lost in myself and stop trying to understand what the hell is going on here. I’m not sure I’ll ever get it, and I’m afraid once she figures that out, she’ll be on to someone else, and I’ll have to beg for time with Cree when Kas isn’t around.
Eventually, she’ll figure it out. She’ll understand that there isn’t really any hope for me, and she’ll give up. Everyone does.
Casey gently pulls my arms back, placing my wrists together behind me. I close my eyes as I feel the first strand of rope wrap around my wrists. She moves the rope up my back, holding it in place as she leans against me, pulling the rope around my shoulders, first one way and then the other.
“Too tight?” she asks softly.
“No.”
“Want it tighter?”
“Yes.”
She yanks the rope, and it digs into my skin. I feel my body trying to slump forward, but Casey’s grip on the rope is firm, holding me upright.
“Is that better?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
She begins to tie me a little faster. She’s not as quick as Cree is, but she doesn’t waste time getting me bound. I start to fade into myself when I feel her breath against my cheek.
“You look perfect all tied up in knots,” she whispered. “Even better than I imagined. I want to run my hands all over you. Are you okay with that?”
“I...I guess so.”
“You have to be sure. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”
“It’s okay,” I reply quietly.
She starts at my shoulders, running her fingers down my arms and then up the center of my back, just outside the ropes. She moves around in front of me and touches my chest and my stomach before she kneels down. I feel her tighten her grip just above my knees before she runs her hands up my thighs.
My skin tingles. An unexpected warmth spreads through my body even though my skin quivers where she touches me. My dick twitches and my balls tighten up.
This has never happened before though I’ve been tied hundreds of times. Cree never touched me like this, and I’m not expecting my reaction. The last thing I ever anticipated was to get an erection from her touch, and I don’t know how to respond to it.