Lying on the floor at his feet, bound in his tight rope she writhed, and squirmed for him, just as she knew he expected. He was glad she was blind folded so she couldn’t see him smile with pleasure as he watched her beautiful rope dance. He loved to use the white rope on her. It contoured so beautifully to her curves and contrasted against her dark skin irresistibly. Chris could watch her just as she was all day long... she was his pleasure, his slave. When he could resist no longer he reached out to caress her beautiful body as she moved for him. The sound she made when she felt his touch always warmed his heart, and hardened his cock. She stilled for just a moment as she let her mind loose itself in the caress of his hand. He allowed her to stop moving only briefly... bondage for this slave girl was no time to rest and relax; it was time for her to work. Work in moving as he wished to see her move... he slapped her ass sharply with the same hand that only seconds ago ha...
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