“Help!” she said, more than yelling. (We didn’t want any real calls made for emergencies when it was all for play.)

Quickly, I reached around with my other arm, and covered her mouth as she squirmed a little more. And I must say that was surprisingly hot! She hadn’t ever really squirmed that way for me before, and I loved her focus in that moment. It felt like she wanted this scenario to play out much more than I even knew.

It was even more enticing when I finally pulled her down the hall to our little office, where I grabbed a nice, long piece of rope, and tied her hands. THAT was no easy feat, let me tell you! But I could tell she was trying really hard to get away, and that she was impressed I could pin her there and do it. It excited me to sense her pride.

She was bent over the table so I could accomplish the difficult but wonderfully complex knot she’d taught me a long time ago. The position was made even more exciting because she felt so vulnerable that way – I knew it. It was one of my favorite positions because of that, and I think she liked the way it made her feel. A part of her really enjoyed being objectified by me, I could tell. Near the end there, her squirming was even a little different, but she covered it up quickly by trying to let out another scream.

I covered her mouth, and leaned down over her, aroused by the effort she’d put into escaping me – the task proving pretty difficult, as it turned out. I can’t pretend THAT isn’t an ego boost!

I got really low, and whispered into her then-messy hair. “Seeing as you can’t quit calling for help … I’m gonna put on this gag here. And if you’re really good … I might just take it off, you understand? It would be a shame to silence you when your voice … Mmm …”

She tried saying something into my hand, but it only came out as mumbling, and I chuckled at her attempts. I wanted to see how she reacted to that, and she seemed to like it, because her back was arching a little, and she only did that when she was getting excited.