Rope

Rose sat in the special sofa looking at photographs of their wedding and honeymoon.  She didn�t do this often, but felt an urge to relive the moments.  Besides, she needed to sit and the feeling in her crotch didn�t let her concentrate on a book.  She sat in the couch they had picked especially for one of Grey�s favorite activities.  She stretched her neck a little to adjust the new stiff collar and rope.  They had never tried anything like this before and she wasn�t sure how she�d like it, but after it had brought her several orgasms, she was convinced she�d enjoy the waiting for her lover and husband to return.

She remembered how the day had begun.  They awoke naked as always, warmed by an evening of being close and under a down comforter.  But Grey awoke with an erection and without a word, Rose had gone right to it, taking him into her mouth and sucking hard.  He came into her with a stream of salty liquid.  She listened to him tell her not to stop and then how much he loved her, almost cooing as he got small and limp in her hot mouth.  He returned the favor by sucking on her nipples and bringing her to orgasm with the palm of his hand.  She liked this, for it felt like he had total control over her body.  She loved the feeling of protection that engendered in her.  Over a simple breakfast, eaten naked, Grey announced he had done some shopping the afternoon before.  He opened his brief case and pulled a new collar out. It was wider than Rose�s usual collar and it had two O rings, one on each side.

�I had thought I�d save this for our anniversary, but after that kind of a start, I think you need to be rewarded.  I think we need to break this new one in today.�
Rose beamed with a smile that took over her face and said, �I like your plan Daddy.�
Grey walked behind his wife and squeezed her nipples hard, she sighed with pain and pleasure, all at once. 
�Mmmm, you know what I like Daddy.�
�And you will like what I have in mind love,� he said as he bent over her and kissed her hard on the mouth.  Then he kissed all around her neck and deftly fastened the collar around her lovely slender column that supported the face he loved.
�Stand up my little one.�
Rose did and stood before him, arms at her side looking into his eyes.  She loved him as if love had never been experienced by anyone till she loved him.  Grey looked into her speckled eyes and saw them moisten like pools.  He felt himself grow hard and reaching between her legs, he realized she was feeling the same way.
�I like you wet my love.�
�Mmmmm, Daddy, I love you hard.�
�Let me finish my work with you, we can do something with this hard and wet situation later.�
Rose looked disappointed.  Sensing this, Grey said, �Don�t worry my pet. You will enjoy your day, and I will enjoy mine knowing what you are feeling and what I will come home too.�
Grey pulled out a length of rope from his brief case and without a word, tied one end to the front o ring on Rose�s new collar.  Letting the other end drop, he now brought the rope between her naked legs.  Rose, sensing what was about to happen, spread her upper thighs and let the rope come up tight between the lips of her vagina as Grey brought the end up, between her butt cheeks and ran it through the other O ring on her collar.  He cinched up the rope tight which made Rose suck in air with a shiver.
Grey kissed the back of her neck and said, �Now precious, you will wear this rope for the day.  You will remain naked and when I return we will see what we can do with you.�
�I have to wait all day?�
�Who knows, I may be back early.  But whatever, I had better find you with this rope on.�
�You will Daddy.�
Grey kissed Rose hard while sliding his finger under the rope that now dug into her vagina, and rubbed her clitoris a little while they kissed.  Rose shivered with delight and kissed him harder. After some long kisses and nibbles on her nipples, Grey abruptly left.
Rose flipped another page over in the photo album and looked at the picture of them sitting on the porch of the bed an breakfast where they honeymooned.  Both were smiling and she remembered Grey had wanted a picture of themselves on the morning after they had made love for the first time as a married couple.  Taken by another tourist, there they were, sitting on rocking chairs, looking like old marrieds, but really being anything but.  Those were happy times, but now things were even better.  Rose had tried to walk around the house, tidying up, but the rope made walking a huge turn on. Grey had tied it so tight on her clit that any movement brought her to orgasm in pretty short order.  She had several just trying to dust the living room.  She had taken a break, applying some baby oil to her clit to prevent chafing, that only made her come again.
The pressure on her butt hole made her feel excited now, as she sat with knees spread.  She moved a little and came for what felt like the 100th time. Yes, this had been an exciting day.
Going to the bathroom was hard, but she could manage by sliding the rope to one side.  But that only made it tighter on the orifice not being used during toilet visits.  The rope was beginning to hurt her sensitive areas, so now she had taken her place on the couch and waited for Grey to return.  She wondered what he would do with her, and the not knowing made her grow hot and inpatient.  She wanted him, wanted to surrender her body, heart and soul to her Daddy.  She loved this man with a heat that seemed to grow with every hour that passed by on this warm day.
She heard Grey�s car pull up their long drive to their house in the woods.  Her nipples stood up at attention and her clit began to swell as she heard the engine stop and his steps come up the walk.  Rose got up and stood at the door, spreading arms so he would have a full and inviting view as he opened it.  Grey walked in and dropped his brief case.
�With eyes opened wide he said, �Now there is vision of beauty.

                                                                                                    
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