Rope Play – Submission and Control
The light hits you starkly as you stand bound. He’s holding your wrists tight, the rope digging into your skin. You try to pull against him, but he won’t let go. A bead of sweat trickles down your temple. You let out a small moan, a surrender to the sensation. He leans closer, a smirk playing on his lips, and you know you’re completely lost.