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I was sound asleep when I felt my Masters rope brush my skin¸
My mind thick and still engaged in a dream barely registered
what my wrists already knew: that my Master had bound them tightly
together starting with the fingertips so that my hands were forced
into the position of a Hindu at prayer¸ By the time I forced my eyes
open my Master had coiled the rope around my waist and was now
threading the rope between my thighs and pulling it up hard¸ Then he
pulled my wrists up to my neck and used the rope to make a collar¸
He bound my wrists firmly to this rope collar then pulled the rope
back down and once again bound my waist¸ In this position lying on
my back in bedI could not move my hands at all without causing the
rope at my neck to grow tight or pulling the rope that now rubbed
into my labia¸ As helplessly gazed up at my Master he reached into
his pocket and pulled out a knife¸ Then delicately carefully
deliberately silently he began to cut away the sheer nightgown and
silk panties I still had on¸ First he cut holes for my breasts and
gripping the nipples pulled the swollen tits through¸ Then he sliced
off the silk around my shaven cunt and exposed my bare lips¸ Pulling
on the rope which caused me to whimper he flipped me onto my
stomach¸ And then he cut open a large hole in the back to expose the
pale cheeks of my ass¸ My bound hands secured to the center of my
chest forced my tits to stick to the sides so my Master could see my
nipples even as he worked on my ass¸ I heard him walk away from the
bed and called out to him¸ There was no answer¸ Again I cried out
"Master!" When he finally returned the first thing he said was
"Why are you making so much noise!?¸¸¸"