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 "Please, Sir, I want some more...."

   How could I resist?

   I worked the next rope around her chest, just above her pert little
breasts.  One wrap, then two.  Crossing in back, then down...  just a bit,
then around her again, these passes lifting the flesh of her breasts up,
into the ropes above.

   I worked the ends back between those sweet mounds and started the weave,
connecting the ropes above and below.  The patterns flowing, spreading...
loops on each side.  She didn't know what was coming, I could see that all
her attention was on what my rigid flesh was doing between her legs.... 
and my hands kept working, rope winding around her, tightening, pulling...

   A rope just above each nipple...  she sighed...

   A rope...  just below...  she groaned with the sensation...

   Then I twisted them...

   "Oh...."

   One, then two, then three...  the rope squeezing...  The pressure
growing...  nipples hard, growing...  ropes biting...

   "So good....  "

   I tied the final knots...

   And my mouth found a nip...  and bit...

   She drove herself down onto me...

   As my fingers found the other nip...  and pinched...

   Her hips grinding against me...

   "More...."
   Now tell me....  how could I resist....