Ropes And Roses - A Bondage Romance - M/F & F/M and variants - New part FINALLY UP 21/08 :) part 32 next
Posted: Sat May 30, 2020 1:56 pm
previously, A Reassertment Of His Worth
Hey guys, so this is a new style of story i'm trying. I like the concept of bondage and domination being used to raise someone up and feel better about themselves, quite a change from my stories so far lol. Please Enjoy Oh and this is long for an opening chapter, but hopefully it is worth the read
As I wandered around my low-key apartment waiting for her to arrive, I felt my heart quicken. I had spent the whole day ensuring my modest home was in immaculate condition - the grey carpet in the lounge had been vacuumed, the wood in the hall and kitchen polished.
Well, cleaned with water and something Google told me would shine it up. I was on a time frame, after all. Everything was packed away in its place, there were no stray clothes or items to be seen. The only exception was my room, I doubted we'd end up in there so I had only half-arsed the cleaning in there. After all, how could this gorgeous gem want more than friendship from me?
I looked at the cheap K-Mart wallclock - 7.15 pm. Only fifteen minutes! I walked over to the nearby mirror, taking a look at myself. I had done myself up reasonable well - clean, tidy shirt with a Game of Thrones dΓ©cor, black jeans and clean shoes. Nothing fancy, nothing shabby. I had had a quick shave earlier, tidying up the cheeks, leaving only my stub-tea as I called it, a goatee and moustache I kept trimmed back to a stubble.
As I stared at myself, I wondered why I was so excited. I wasn't an UGLY man, I had solid cheeks and hair that looked ok when styled. If not, I look like a fucken hobo. However, the lazy left eye and stuck-out front teeth that I obsessed about, were visible as always. I hated them without end, if I could afford to get them fixed, I'd look fine!
The shock when Jewel had asked if she could come over for dinner, not to mention the forwardness of it, had thrown me into a stunned silence for a good few seconds. Fortunately, I managed to eek out a yes before completely fucking that up. She smiled, took my address, and here we are.
Thump, thump, thump! The dull thudding of a closed fist hitting my door rang out. I swallowed hard. This was it. I walked over to the flimsy wooden door, pulled back the chain and opened it.
'Hey, Jewel!' I said, trying to sound relaxed and casual. In reality my head felt like it was five degrees hotter, I was sure she'd have to feel the nervous heat emanating from me. She stepped in, smiling broadly at me as she shrugged off her fur coat.
'Hey, Boyd!' Jewel said. 'How have you been? I've been looking forward to this all day, you're such a funny guy at work! I hope you're as fun at home!' she finished that with a sly smile and a wink of those big blue eyes, I wasn't sure how to take that.
I covered my nervousness well however, beginning to walk toward the kitchen. 'Come this way, you're going to love dinner!' I said over my shoulder, but Jewel had paused. I stopped. 'What's up?'
Jewel blushed. 'Sorry to ask right as I walk in the door, but can I use your bathroom?' I laughed.
'That's no problem at all, love. Go for it, I'll go get this feed goin' aye?' I continued into the kitchen, beginning to plate up the hearty beef stew I had made us. Some people might turn their noses up at a good stew but it was something I made very regularly, and I would rather make Jewel something I KNEW would taste good, and fill her up.
Not that she needed filling up, at five foot seven Jewel was STUNNING. Long black hair, double D chest and perfect porcelain-white skin. Her legs, butt, torso, everything was curved where it should be, she was just stunning. Which was why I was certain she couldn't be interested in any romantic way, she must just think I'm nice.
As I set out two steaming bowls of beef and vegetables with their very thick and savoury sauce, Jewel came into the kitchen. 'That smells great!' she smiled, walking over and looking into the bowl. 'Beef stew?' I nodded, smiling back. 'I hope you like it. I make it quite often, it's a personally tweaked and tested recipe. Lots of beef and veg, good for you.' I stopped, I had slipped into Dad mode. She laughed. 'Sounds good.'
She pulled out one of the wooden chairs out from the polished wooden dining table. At least it looked the part, it was one of those cheaper imitation jobs. Still, it looked decent and that's what matters. She seemed like she wanted to say something, but couldn't think of what to say. Walking over to the fridge I ask, 'Are you ok Jewel? You seem off with the fairies a little.'
Jewel smiled. 'Well, I hope you don't get mad, but I accidentally went into your bedroom first. I wasn't trying to snoop or anything, but you seem to like some interesting stuff.' By now I've pulled out the bottle of Coke I had wanted and was walking back over to the bench that was part of the apartment, reached into the cupboard above and pulled out two glasses.
As I began to pour I smiled at her words, she must have seen my gaming collection - I had quite the setup in there. Then I realized something. I hoped Jewel didn't notice my entire body tense as I remembered. I turned, plastering a fake smile on my face.
'Could you excuse me a moment, Jewel?' Jewel nodded, looking nonchalant. 'Go for it.'
I bring her food and drink over, along with a fork, before quickly exiting the kitchen. As the door clicked shut behind me, I felt my heart racing. I hadn't seen her turn to face the door as I went through it, her right eyebrow raised.
'Fuck, fuck, fuck!' I bolt for my room as quietly as I can, mind roaring. 'Please, please, God, I know we aren't close but PLEASE tell me I put it - ' I burst through the door, looking around. I see the messy double-bed, decorated with Fallout bedding (I said I was a gamer, don't judge) the large LCD, the PS4, my laptop -
THE LAPTOP! I ran over to it. On the screen was the story I'd been working on before I started cleaning, a BDSM themed story for a site I frequented.
'FUCK!! If she saw this, she's gonna think I'm like, a creep or something!' my mind screamed at me.
I stand up, rationalizing quickly. If she'd seen it, she'd seem creeped out or twitchy, right? Yes, of course! I realized I needed to get back before she thought I was being rude. As I returned, I saw Jewel had already eaten most of her stew, and drunk most of her Coke.
'I take it it's nice then?' I laughed. Jewel smirked back. 'Or I'm just really famished.' She stirred the remaining chunks around with her fork. 'I am full now though.' I took her bowl. 'Allow me to clear this then, my dear Lady,' I say in a ridiculously posh voice. Jewel chuckled. 'Thanks, Jeeves.'
As I walk over to the sink, scraping the scraps into the nearby bin and beginning to rinse the bowl, I jump a little when I feel her hands touch me. She begins gently pressing into my back, massaging the muscles. 'You know, I've noticed something about you,' I hear her whisper into my ear.
I smile. 'What's that, hmm?' She digs her claws in more, coming around the front, her claws digging into my belly. I tense back into her. 'You seem to think there's something wrong with you. We all see it, the girls I mean.'
I turn, look at her. She continues.
'The moment a camera comes anywhere NEAR you, you slam sunnies on like goddamn Cyclops in The Avengers. You don't smile much, and when you do, you look down. You seem to think people look at you and see something bad, and that's just not true.' As she speaks, I turn back around to finish rinsing the bowl.
'I appreciate that, you have no idea how much,' I say, hands trembling a little. I've never been good at emotions, especially people caring about mine. Out of my comfort zone, you might say. 'But we are who we are, right?' I turn back to her, smiling and using my usual defence mechanism - phrases that end the conversation. Ideally, anyway.
Jewel took my hands in hers, not breaking eye contact. 'Sometimes, we can change. I'd like to show you something, may I?' I nod. 'Sure.'
Jewel squeezed my hand tighter. 'Do you trust me?' I look at her. 'Kinda. I mean part of me is worried you are playing me, but I'd like to think you aren't. You're nice, and funny, and very beautifu - ' I stop short. Man, I just sounded like a lovestruck teenager! But Jewel just smiled that gorgeous smile of hers, taking my hand and leading me towards the loungeroom.
'I want you to close your eyes.' Jewel said to me. I hesitate. 'You said you trust me.' Jewel said, almost sounding hurt. That got me. I sigh, then close my eyes. I feel her hands begin running along my arms, before her hands tightened around my wrists, bringing them together. I pause, curious. 'What is she doing?'
Suddenly I feel it, the soft touch of silk being wrapped around my wrist. 'Shhhhhhhhhhh,' Jewel whispered soothingly. 'Just trust me.' She begins binding my wrists gently but firmly. 'I saw your story,' Jewel said.
'I had kinda figured at this point,' I smile back at her. 'What you need,' Jewel said. 'Is to be shown what you are worth. How much you can please ANY woman, there's nobody better than you, or worse.' Jewel begins to lead me toward my bedroom. 'This is as much a privelege for me as it is you. That's what you need to learn. Stop being so harsh on yourself!'
As we approached my bedroom, I felt my stomach begin to grumble. I hadn't eaten my stew!
'I know you didn't get the chance to eat, but I promise you, you'll forget about that soon,' Jewel reached down and squeezed my already-hardening manhood as she spoke.
'I've no idea whats happening right now,' I thought to myself. 'But I think I'm going to like it.' If only I knew just how much fun Jewel planned to have with me.
Hey guys, so this is a new style of story i'm trying. I like the concept of bondage and domination being used to raise someone up and feel better about themselves, quite a change from my stories so far lol. Please Enjoy Oh and this is long for an opening chapter, but hopefully it is worth the read
As I wandered around my low-key apartment waiting for her to arrive, I felt my heart quicken. I had spent the whole day ensuring my modest home was in immaculate condition - the grey carpet in the lounge had been vacuumed, the wood in the hall and kitchen polished.
Well, cleaned with water and something Google told me would shine it up. I was on a time frame, after all. Everything was packed away in its place, there were no stray clothes or items to be seen. The only exception was my room, I doubted we'd end up in there so I had only half-arsed the cleaning in there. After all, how could this gorgeous gem want more than friendship from me?
I looked at the cheap K-Mart wallclock - 7.15 pm. Only fifteen minutes! I walked over to the nearby mirror, taking a look at myself. I had done myself up reasonable well - clean, tidy shirt with a Game of Thrones dΓ©cor, black jeans and clean shoes. Nothing fancy, nothing shabby. I had had a quick shave earlier, tidying up the cheeks, leaving only my stub-tea as I called it, a goatee and moustache I kept trimmed back to a stubble.
As I stared at myself, I wondered why I was so excited. I wasn't an UGLY man, I had solid cheeks and hair that looked ok when styled. If not, I look like a fucken hobo. However, the lazy left eye and stuck-out front teeth that I obsessed about, were visible as always. I hated them without end, if I could afford to get them fixed, I'd look fine!
The shock when Jewel had asked if she could come over for dinner, not to mention the forwardness of it, had thrown me into a stunned silence for a good few seconds. Fortunately, I managed to eek out a yes before completely fucking that up. She smiled, took my address, and here we are.
Thump, thump, thump! The dull thudding of a closed fist hitting my door rang out. I swallowed hard. This was it. I walked over to the flimsy wooden door, pulled back the chain and opened it.
'Hey, Jewel!' I said, trying to sound relaxed and casual. In reality my head felt like it was five degrees hotter, I was sure she'd have to feel the nervous heat emanating from me. She stepped in, smiling broadly at me as she shrugged off her fur coat.
'Hey, Boyd!' Jewel said. 'How have you been? I've been looking forward to this all day, you're such a funny guy at work! I hope you're as fun at home!' she finished that with a sly smile and a wink of those big blue eyes, I wasn't sure how to take that.
I covered my nervousness well however, beginning to walk toward the kitchen. 'Come this way, you're going to love dinner!' I said over my shoulder, but Jewel had paused. I stopped. 'What's up?'
Jewel blushed. 'Sorry to ask right as I walk in the door, but can I use your bathroom?' I laughed.
'That's no problem at all, love. Go for it, I'll go get this feed goin' aye?' I continued into the kitchen, beginning to plate up the hearty beef stew I had made us. Some people might turn their noses up at a good stew but it was something I made very regularly, and I would rather make Jewel something I KNEW would taste good, and fill her up.
Not that she needed filling up, at five foot seven Jewel was STUNNING. Long black hair, double D chest and perfect porcelain-white skin. Her legs, butt, torso, everything was curved where it should be, she was just stunning. Which was why I was certain she couldn't be interested in any romantic way, she must just think I'm nice.
As I set out two steaming bowls of beef and vegetables with their very thick and savoury sauce, Jewel came into the kitchen. 'That smells great!' she smiled, walking over and looking into the bowl. 'Beef stew?' I nodded, smiling back. 'I hope you like it. I make it quite often, it's a personally tweaked and tested recipe. Lots of beef and veg, good for you.' I stopped, I had slipped into Dad mode. She laughed. 'Sounds good.'
She pulled out one of the wooden chairs out from the polished wooden dining table. At least it looked the part, it was one of those cheaper imitation jobs. Still, it looked decent and that's what matters. She seemed like she wanted to say something, but couldn't think of what to say. Walking over to the fridge I ask, 'Are you ok Jewel? You seem off with the fairies a little.'
Jewel smiled. 'Well, I hope you don't get mad, but I accidentally went into your bedroom first. I wasn't trying to snoop or anything, but you seem to like some interesting stuff.' By now I've pulled out the bottle of Coke I had wanted and was walking back over to the bench that was part of the apartment, reached into the cupboard above and pulled out two glasses.
As I began to pour I smiled at her words, she must have seen my gaming collection - I had quite the setup in there. Then I realized something. I hoped Jewel didn't notice my entire body tense as I remembered. I turned, plastering a fake smile on my face.
'Could you excuse me a moment, Jewel?' Jewel nodded, looking nonchalant. 'Go for it.'
I bring her food and drink over, along with a fork, before quickly exiting the kitchen. As the door clicked shut behind me, I felt my heart racing. I hadn't seen her turn to face the door as I went through it, her right eyebrow raised.
'Fuck, fuck, fuck!' I bolt for my room as quietly as I can, mind roaring. 'Please, please, God, I know we aren't close but PLEASE tell me I put it - ' I burst through the door, looking around. I see the messy double-bed, decorated with Fallout bedding (I said I was a gamer, don't judge) the large LCD, the PS4, my laptop -
THE LAPTOP! I ran over to it. On the screen was the story I'd been working on before I started cleaning, a BDSM themed story for a site I frequented.
'FUCK!! If she saw this, she's gonna think I'm like, a creep or something!' my mind screamed at me.
I stand up, rationalizing quickly. If she'd seen it, she'd seem creeped out or twitchy, right? Yes, of course! I realized I needed to get back before she thought I was being rude. As I returned, I saw Jewel had already eaten most of her stew, and drunk most of her Coke.
'I take it it's nice then?' I laughed. Jewel smirked back. 'Or I'm just really famished.' She stirred the remaining chunks around with her fork. 'I am full now though.' I took her bowl. 'Allow me to clear this then, my dear Lady,' I say in a ridiculously posh voice. Jewel chuckled. 'Thanks, Jeeves.'
As I walk over to the sink, scraping the scraps into the nearby bin and beginning to rinse the bowl, I jump a little when I feel her hands touch me. She begins gently pressing into my back, massaging the muscles. 'You know, I've noticed something about you,' I hear her whisper into my ear.
I smile. 'What's that, hmm?' She digs her claws in more, coming around the front, her claws digging into my belly. I tense back into her. 'You seem to think there's something wrong with you. We all see it, the girls I mean.'
I turn, look at her. She continues.
'The moment a camera comes anywhere NEAR you, you slam sunnies on like goddamn Cyclops in The Avengers. You don't smile much, and when you do, you look down. You seem to think people look at you and see something bad, and that's just not true.' As she speaks, I turn back around to finish rinsing the bowl.
'I appreciate that, you have no idea how much,' I say, hands trembling a little. I've never been good at emotions, especially people caring about mine. Out of my comfort zone, you might say. 'But we are who we are, right?' I turn back to her, smiling and using my usual defence mechanism - phrases that end the conversation. Ideally, anyway.
Jewel took my hands in hers, not breaking eye contact. 'Sometimes, we can change. I'd like to show you something, may I?' I nod. 'Sure.'
Jewel squeezed my hand tighter. 'Do you trust me?' I look at her. 'Kinda. I mean part of me is worried you are playing me, but I'd like to think you aren't. You're nice, and funny, and very beautifu - ' I stop short. Man, I just sounded like a lovestruck teenager! But Jewel just smiled that gorgeous smile of hers, taking my hand and leading me towards the loungeroom.
'I want you to close your eyes.' Jewel said to me. I hesitate. 'You said you trust me.' Jewel said, almost sounding hurt. That got me. I sigh, then close my eyes. I feel her hands begin running along my arms, before her hands tightened around my wrists, bringing them together. I pause, curious. 'What is she doing?'
Suddenly I feel it, the soft touch of silk being wrapped around my wrist. 'Shhhhhhhhhhh,' Jewel whispered soothingly. 'Just trust me.' She begins binding my wrists gently but firmly. 'I saw your story,' Jewel said.
'I had kinda figured at this point,' I smile back at her. 'What you need,' Jewel said. 'Is to be shown what you are worth. How much you can please ANY woman, there's nobody better than you, or worse.' Jewel begins to lead me toward my bedroom. 'This is as much a privelege for me as it is you. That's what you need to learn. Stop being so harsh on yourself!'
As we approached my bedroom, I felt my stomach begin to grumble. I hadn't eaten my stew!
'I know you didn't get the chance to eat, but I promise you, you'll forget about that soon,' Jewel reached down and squeezed my already-hardening manhood as she spoke.
'I've no idea whats happening right now,' I thought to myself. 'But I think I'm going to like it.' If only I knew just how much fun Jewel planned to have with me.