The silk ties cradled in his hands are a mere formality.
For they both know, it is his voice, the deep accented timbre, the gaze of his desire, his commands that bind her and bind her to him absolutely, that leave her breathless, trembling, that guide her slender wrists to rest obediently in the small of her back, that speak directly to the skin silently screaming for the indelible trace of his touch, to the supple body aching to submit, to be bound, to buck wildly, arch and strain against the ropes as he takes her, fucks her, claims her, as his mouth feasts ferociously on the slickness of her sex, as he buries his thick hard cock inside her so deep, her sweet cunt bares the imprint of his flesh, his name.
Oooooooh… Silk ties…
The fun I’ve had with those!! ;o)
~shoes~
I can imagine… 😉
And your name is all that is needed to bind us to you… Everything else follows along quite happily.
I can only wish this is the case for a long while yet, Os. Thank you for the beautiful words…
This is so lovely – dark and creamy, looks like it could be on a page in a magazine.
This is gloriously high praise – thank you, Ella…
i’m with Ella, this is a Vanity Fair cover!
gorgeous, gorgeous. :*
my timbre is low, American, and not yet showy enough for youtube…
You had me at Vanity Fair, gorgeous phoenix.
As for your voice and youtube, I see your rise to stardom in the very near future…
since finding you minx, you know how a basketball player spins a ball on his finger, well I view your pages on a laptop… I’m sure you can guess the rest. 🙂 x x
There’s something very appealing about a man with dexterous fingers… 😉
Normally when I visit your photos, I’m focused upon your gorgeous, lithe body. With this photo however, I can’t take my eyes off of your stunning face. I want to see more, Minx, much more, eyes open, haunting the camera lens with your beauty. Do not be afraid to show me more.
Perhaps one day, JK. Perhaps one day I’ll be brave and raise my blue eyes to meet your piercing gaze.
In the meantime, I’ll leave you with the image of my blushing cheeks, my breathlessness, all thanks to your glorious praise…
Cheeky Minx, your verses were delectably good…
peace and love
1Manview
I thank you very kindly, 1ManView…
I like the title of this…Bound has such a meaning for me for it transcends just being physically bound. The highest form of binding is that emotional binding, it reaches down to your very core.
Beautiful photo, lovely words.
I couldn’t agree more, SSir – the strongest ties that bind are those invisible to the naked eye, those found in places deep within.
Thank you for the gorgeous words…
Oh Minx. You’ve definitely done it again.
You’re right, it’s not about the tie, it’s about the submission.
And aside, from that, you look beautiful in that photo.
If I’ve done it for you, I’m a very happy (submissive) minx, VL…
A deliriously erotic image – as always – and the words that accompany it make it that much sweeter. What I wouldn’t give to bind you in such a fashion.
I’m sure that sweet treat could be arranged, Jack…