1. Persephone in Winter - Chapter 3/11


    Date: 4/14/2016, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Night_Writer, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    She could feel the heat it radiated before touching him, and imagined it flowing into her fingers, along her bare arms, then into the core of her body, finally chasing the chill back from where his words had summoned it. She found herself crying again - suddenly, unexpectedly sobbing, despite the comforting warmth that poured into her. "Please stop, Simon. Why can't you leave him out of this? Why won't you just fuck me? I'm begging, Simon - oh God, I'm begging you..." He rose and went to a desk at the far side of the room. From the wide center drawer he retrieved a coil of thick, heavy cord. Her heart raced when she saw it, partly from fear, partly from excitement. He ran a portion of it through his fingers, now careful not to look at her. It was woven of black silk, thick as his finger, but hollow at its center. Looping it loosely around his hand several times, he tightened it slowly, feeling it collapse slightly as its suppleness conformed to the contours of his knuckles and palm. She was on her knees by his chair when he returned. He reached for her hand, she gave it, and he helped her to her feet. Gently but firmly, he brought her wrists together, circled them three times with the cord, then once more, passing it between them, finally tying the knot between her palms. He again looped the remaining length about his hand and headed for the wide, open stairs that led to his bedroom. She followed, two short steps behind, as much as the rope would allow, her cunt open, red, and flowing with juices from an hour's torment.
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