After the shows and the auction, it was time to allow the public to experience being tied in rope bondage. I can get incredibly shy when it comes to ask things for myself, but thanks to my chaperon, I got the chance to experience Yagami-san's rope on me. 

He asked me how I wanted to be tied, and my answer was: "Do something in your own personal style".

I settled down with me on my knees, but he asked instead to sit cross legged to make it less stressful. The unexpected effect was that with my short skirt completely hiked up, my g-string clad pussy was basically in clear view, creating a surprising feeling of "nakedness". 

I wanted to remember every detail of the tying and of the experience, so I tried to keep from falling into rope space as long as possible, but I still ended up losing touch with reality, feeling engulfed in a bubble, where all there was was me, the rope, his touch and body against mine, and this intangible vibration running through the rope.

The tie started with a takatekote and continued to a chest harness. He then tilted me back and tied my ankles together, before attaching my chest harness to my ankle rope. 

An interesting thing that he did was, when he got to the end of the rope and needed to get a new one, to put the loose end in my fingers to hold on it, something that focused my attention and at the same time made me feel like an accomplish to my own captivity. 

His rope felt incredibly gentle and fluid, and yet unyielding and strong. He used his whole body to create the bond and never cut contact while tying, making sure that his body was at least touching mine, if not outright pinning me in place. His movements, his rope, it felt like being slowly entrapped by a snake slowly hypnotizing his victim in its tightening spiraling embrace. 

He then tilted my head back and put a cloth-gag across my mouth and .... from there on it all get fuzzy. I remember my breathing getting short, rope being pulled and dragged on my face and breasts, my body tensing, a strong grasp on my shoulders and my body trembling.

I don't remember how long it laster or how it evolved  from there, but with the same intensity and precision, he slowly untied me, and as if undoing his spell, I slowly recovered my bearing. My body and breathing calmed down, the surrounding sounds reappeared and with that the awareness of being in a crowded club enticed a little bit of embarrassment. 

Still, at the same time I did not want to wake from the dream, and keeping my eyes shut, I tried to hold on the energy that was slowly but steadily fading as well.

Ropes off, the magic gone, I simply thanked him.

Authors: rida

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