Robin needed to relax. Her favorite way to do so was to do some self-bondage. Something about the ropes wrapping around her body relaxed her. Master had taught her how to do a full body tie and today was the perfect time to practice. Robin started with a warm bath and thought of the time when Master first tied her in his ropes.
Closing her eyes and drifting off into a light sleep, Master's image came into her mind. Without realizing what she was doing, one hand cupped her breast, her other hand went down between her legs. Robin felt her pussy contract as her fingers rubbed her clit. She pinched her hard nipple. Slowly, she rubbed her clit, while Master's image wrapped the rope around her body. With each wrap of the rope, her body started to tremble. Her fingers twisted her nipple, pulled on it as her climax started to build. Her finger's pinched her hard clit, as the first wave shook her body, clamping her legs around her hand.
Carefully standing up on her weak legs, Robin stepped out of the tub. Taking the large bath towel hanging on the rack, Robin dried her body. Staring at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, she combed her hair still thinking of her Master. When she was done with her hair, Robin walked back into her bedroom towards her dresser where she kept her toys and ropes. Robin selected a few ropes from her drawer of different lengths and textures, placing them on the bed. She also selected a few clothes pins and placed them on the bed by her ropes. Picking up the longest rope, Robin walked towards the full-length mirror that was in her room.
Uncoiling the rope in her hands, her image growing larger in the mirror, her tanned body bathed in the sunlight coming though the window stared back at her. Standing in front of the mirror she held the rope in her hands, feeling the texture of the rope that would be wrapping around her body. Closing her eyes, she remembered that first time.
When Robin opened her eyes, Master's image appeared in the mirror. He was behind her. His hands were lightly resting on her shoulders. His mouth was next to her ear, the image of him behind her made her body shake with pleasure. Robin felt her pussy contract and get moist. Gasping at his image, Robin let the rope fall to the floor.
"Relax, slave, I am here to help." Master whispered.
Without hesitation, "Yes, Master. Thank you, Master." she whispered.
"Now bend over, pick up your rope and we will begin." Master whispered.
"Yes, Master."
Robin doubled the rope folding it in half. Placing the loop over her head, measuring the distance for the first knot that was just above her breasts, Robin slipped the loop back over her head measuring the distance for the second and third knots. The fourth and last knot was for her clit. Knowing that knot would torment the most, she shivered.
Before she slipped the loop over her head, she placed the rope back though the loop that was to go around her neck, leaving a large circle. Stepping into the circle, raising the loop over her head she lowered it around her neck. Carefully pulling the loose end tight, the rope tightened up towards her freshly shaved pussy. She felt the rope touch her clit, adding a little more pressure tightening the knot more firmly on her clit.
The next step was to separate the strands, one for each side of her body. Reaching behind her back and pulling the ropes over the top of her breasts, she then began threading the rope just above the first knot and then bringing the strands back behind her body. When the rope tightened above her breasts, she drifted back to the time Master did this to her.
Robin was in Master's dungeon. She was standing in the center of the room naked. A lit candle was the only light in the center of the room. Making their shadows dance on the wall, his arms holding the dark strands off the rope.
Her legs felt weak and she felt her pussy contract, flooding her inner thighs. Her body shook at the sensation of the rope pulling a little tighter on her pussy. Looking over her shoulder she began running the loose strands under the rope behind her back, all this while Master was watching her in the mirror. Robin saw him smile when the breast rope went back under her breasts. Threading the loose strands under the second knot, pulling them behind her back adding more pressure to the rope, it was then she dropped one strand of rope.
"Relax, my slave, let me help you." Her body quivered as she heard his calming whisper in her ear.
Closing her eyes, Robin started to feel the ropes move on her body. Master's hands taking the rope around her body tightening the strands. His warm moist breath was on her neck, sending signals straight to her pussy, the clit knot increasing the pressure on it as Master adjusted the rope. He finished the tie, knotting it on her waist. Master placed his hands on her shoulders, gently sliding them down her arms, stopping at her elbows. Feeling his grasp tighten around them, his lips kissing her neck, her body shuttered at his touch.
Opening her eyes, she saw his eyes gazing over the ropes that wrapped around her body. Her body betrayed her as a shuddering orgasm rushed through her. Standing there in his grasp, her body shaking as the waves poured through her, her knees buckled as Master held her in his strong arms. As the waves subsided, her legs to weak to hold her, Master laid her on the floor. The glow of the candle fading as Robin closed her eyes.
"Time to wake up, slave," Master's voice penetrated her foggy mind.
"Yes, Master." Robin said opening her eyes. As her eyes adjusted to the brightness, Robin realized that she was in a different place. She was inside the mirror now looking at her body lying on the floor. The ropes were still tied around her, Master's hands resting on her shoulders. His cock rubbed against her ass.
"Follow the path of light, slave." Master whispered.
As Robin turned to walk away, a white glow appeared surrounding her. She turned her head looking back at the image on the floor shrinking from view. In the distance, Robin saw a cabin in a meadow with smoke coming from the chimney. There was a man cutting wood in front of the cabin. As she got closer, the man she saw was her Master.
"Hello," he called out seeing her walk up. "Are you ready to continue?" he asked.
"Yes, Master."
Master took her hand in his, pulling her towards the cabin door. Master opened the door stepping aside so she could walk inside. When she entered the room, it suddenly changed into an elegant ballroom. There were people dancing to music, a party was going on. The music stopped playing as they entered, the crowd of people parting, letting them walk in. Looking down, she saw she was dressed in a red satin evening gown now. She knew the ropes outline showed though the dress.
"Everyone, she has arrived," Master said to the crowd.
The males in the room began to clap as Master led Robin into the center of room. Turning around Robin noticed the women were dressed like her in evening gowns. Some were topless, showing their bound breasts. Others had their hands tied behind their backs with leashes on their necks.
Master stopped in the center of the room, raising His hand for silence. "Today we have a special guest here with us," He announced.
Master signaled the orchestra to play. Bowing, he asked Robin to dance with him. She felt her body floating on air as she danced with her Master. A slow waltz played as they danced gracefully around the room. Master was a good dancer leading her around the room effortlessly.
When the music stopped at the end of the waltz, Master led her to the center of the room. The crowd gathered around as Master took the straps of her gown from her shoulders. As the straps fell away from her shoulders, her breasts freed from the gown, the rope became visible to the crowd. Robin felt the eyes of the crowd on her as Master ran his hands over them making her nipples grow under his touch.
"Stand here, pretty one," Master whispered in her ear. A slave with her breasts bound walked up to Master handing him more rope. "Now I will show the proper way to bind your slave's breasts," Raising his voice so the crowd could hear.
