“Kneel up, baby girl… time to get to work” I pull the rope taut between my hands and gaze at you tenderly as you scramble to your knees, hands on the bed between your thighs.
I cup your face gently for a moment and then kiss your nose. “I’ve got you baby girl. Now… hands clasped together, fingers laced, wrists touching.”
You do as you’re told. You always do, and I smile encouragingly as I slip a loop of rope over your hands and tie a simple cuff. I can see your eyes fixed on the rope, feel the shiver in your arms and I pause, one hand squeezing yours gently.
“I trust you” you whisper and I press my forehead against yours for a moment.
“Good girl.”
I drag the tails of the rope down and watch your face as I pass it between your legs. My eyes meet yours as I carefully separate the tails and draw them back around the front of your thighs.
“Let your hands rest sweet girl… I want you to be able to touch yourself.”
My stomach flutters as I watch you obey. Your eyes close and I can see you deliberately relax, allowing your hands to flop back down. I pass the tails between your arms, then between your hands, then back between your legs. Effectively pinning your hands against your pussy while the braids of rope gently cup you.
“Comfy…? Not too tight?”
You moan and buck into your own hands, shaking your head.
“Y-yes… I mean no, I -“ you sigh softly, “It’s perfect.”
I smile again and weave the rope around your torso, isolating your breasts without ever touching them like I know you want me too. Not until they’re positioned as I like, then I lean in and kiss each of your nipples lightly. Your head falls back slightly and i hear you sigh as soft ‘Mama’…
“You’re such a good girl”. I pass the tails under your arms, the back over your shoulders. I pause, waiting for you to look at me, and when our eyes meet I slowly wrap what’s left of the rope around my fist and grip it tight. You’re shaky moan tells me before your voice does that you can feel the tension, the snug hold around your body…
“It’s a harness,” you breathe reverently.
Very slowly I move around behind you and gently pull you back against my chest so that I can take your weight. When I pull on the rope smoothly, the entire rig tightens, pressing your hands against your pussy.
“How are you doing baby girl?”
“Soooo good,” You moan and let your head rest back against my shoulder.
My lips move over your neck and your ear tenderly, “Princess… I need you to do something for me…”
“Mmhmm, anything,”
I nip your neck softly.
“You’re going to help me make this pussy cum, OK…? You show me how to take care of you, and I’ll watch really, really, closely.”
You nod so furiously that I have to suppress a chuckle. Instead I tighten my arms around your chest and you sink down deeper against me. Soft and trusting. Your clever fingers start with slow circles, the pads of your fingers pressed against the lips of your pussy. You turn your head and press your forehead against my cheek… your trust and your comfort are everything to me and I groan softly feeling you comply.
“Mmm… that’s my good girl.”
I wind the rope around my hand and shift so that the taut braided silk brushes back and forth over your nipple while my other hand finds the other nipple and gives it the same gentle attention. As your fingers slip further back to dip into your wet pussy for a moment and then move back up to your clit, I nuzzle me way down until I can suck gently on your earlobe.
“Can- can you…” You moan.
“Can I what baby?” I ask, then bite your earlobe. “You can ask me anything you like.”
You press a finger back inside yourself, a little deeper this time. “Can you just… talk to me?”
“Of course I can dear one… I could tell you how luscious and soft your body looks all tied up in my rope. You’re so beautiful Princess. Or I can tell you how sexy and perfect you are, so trusting and willing.”
You whine and move your fingers back to your clit, rubbing faster and harder, rocking your hips and leaning back into me with more of your weight.
“Don’t stop sweetheart. Let go baby… fuck yourself and cum for Mama.”
Your chest arches up into my hands and the ropes pull, pressing into your pussy, grinding your hands against you tighter. Two fingers from your left hand fuck your pussy fast and hard while the right rubs your clit desperately and your hips buck erratically.
“M-mama…”
“You’re doing so well baby, I’m so fucking proud of you. Keep going, I’ve got you”
The orgasm makes your body go rigid and you arch up hard, crying out and sobbing in release, your fingers still furiously fucking yourself. My arms wrap around you tight, holding you against my chest while I croon into your ear.
“Oh good girl, good girl.”
I nuzzle your neck lovingly while you tremble and whine softly, your fingers slowing as you struggle to get your breathing back under control.
“You’re so beautiful baby girl.. that was amazing. You’re amazing.”
“Thank- thank you… mama.”
Rocking you in my arms and covering your neck and cheek with little kisses, I delicately trace the edges of the harness with my fingertips and ask softly;
“Did I do OK, baby girl?”
You stretch and I smile as you moan again when the ropes tighten against your pussy, “You’re perfect Mama.”
One of my hands finds you face so I can cup your cheek and turn you so I can kiss you shyly. “Do you want to come out now?”
Your lips part for me and you sigh contentedly, “no, not yet.”
So I hold you… squeezing you against my chest and tracing the patterns the ropes make on your soft skin. “We can stay here as long as you want… god, you’re so perfect…”
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