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quizzically.
    “You said
first…”
    “Oh yes.” I
cinch the rope sharply and it startles her. She gasps in surprise, I pass the
rope under one more time, making a loop with my fingers and pull the long end
through the loop creating a long lead. “Second,” I continue, tugging on the
rope as I speak, demonstrating that she is now bound and mine to pull around.
    “Second...”
she prompts when I fail to finish.
    I look up at
her and can’t fight the smile that runs the corners of my lips up. “If you call
me Maximus again, I’ll have to gag you.”
    Rose presses
her lips together in rebellion. Shame, I think I’d enjoy those full lips
straining around a ball gag. I’d enjoy them straining around something else
too. Then it occurs to me, I haven’t even kissed her yet. Damn I’m an idiot.
This is pure escapism for me, a way to forget this very strange day; but I can’t
neglect.
    I watch her
waiting anxiously for my next move and realise she’s really quite something, in
a slightly predatory way. You can hardly blame her for being this way, her
father is my father’s beta. She is expected to mate high up. And she is
stunning, she can have the pick of pack males. Strong, dark features, athletic
body that comes from having a ridiculously high metabolism, deep brown eyes
with flashes of amber and as I already noted, plump, lush lips that just beg to
be kissed.
    Tugging hard
on the length of rope in my hand, I pull her against my chest, capturing her
face in my hands and pressing my lips to hers. She makes a small sound of
surprise and her bound wrists fidget between us as she tries to do something
more natural with them. I enjoy the awkwardness: it’s empowering to know that
she is feeling like a fish out of water, not even knowing how to stand. In a
few minutes, I’m going to make her forget who she is, never mind where to put
her hands.
    All her
awkwardness fades though, when her lips part to allow my tongue entry and she
really sinks into the kiss. Her hands brush my hard cock as she relaxes them,
she startles, but then caresses it with her fingers as I slip mine into her
hair and take my sweet time making her knees tremble. Hmmmm, knees, now there’s
a thought. I still have the end of the rope in my hand, pressed into her hair,
the rest of it trails on the floor.
    Releasing her
face from my hands, but still exploring her mouth, I begin to feed the rope
through my hand, making sure to place my foot over it where it still meets the
floor. As the rope pulls taught against my foot and the tension travels up to
her wrists, she breaks the kiss and looks down. I tug on the rope a little
making her arms strain towards where its pinned to the floor.
    She glances
up at me wondering what I’ll do next and I answer by pulling the rope a little
shorter, she has to bend slightly as her wrists are drawn to the floor. She struggles
to meet my eye from her position and I pull her further down to make it
impossible. A couple of inches more and she finally succumbs and drops to her
knees, which allows her to look up at me once more.
    Good girl.
    I pull the
rope the final few inches and trap it to the floor with my foot, letting the
rest go. She adjusts her position and finds herself face to bulge. She looks up
grinning. I feel the rope strain beneath my foot as she instinctively tries to
reach for the zip, but finds it impossible. I tut and shake my head and lower
the zip myself, leaving my belt and button fastened. I sigh with relief when I
slide my hand inside and free my cock from it’s confined quarters.
    Rose licks
her lips and leans forward with her mouth open, ready. I catch her chin in my
hand, pressing it closed and stroke my thumb across her bottom lip.
    “Ah, ah, not
so fast.”
    She pouts.
    “You play
nice, ok?”
    She nods
vigourously.
    “No teeth,” I
warn.
    She shakes
her head, “no teeth,” she promises.
    A
little teeth is good, but on this occasion, I think she should
keep them to herself. Those long