Monk and Anastasia: The Story of “A”: Chapter Three

[Monk Rasputin]

At times our play is energetic, noisy with the sound of the flogger or crop on Anastasia’s flesh… Today she finds how erotic silence can be. It’s simple. I wrap bondage tape around her wrists, then around her ankles and knees and thighs and body. Her breasts and nipples? I want them exposed.





Anastasia lies there in silence as I admire my beautiful bound submissive. She arouses me this way, and I stroke my cock until I am hard. Frottage is a possibility, but not too convenient, so I tease her, touching her lightly with one blade of the scissors. Her thighs, her nipples, her neck. After a while I simply push my cock into her mouth. Then it’s time for my special treat. And hers. I roll her over, lube her well, and push into her starfish. I already know that she’s very tight there, and bound tightly, she’s even tighter. As I stoke, she struggles and twists, struggling against the tape, arching her body against my weight, gasping. Anastasia is completely helpless.

Monk

[savak]

win, this is just pure un-adulterated win.

I admire the gal for being so open-minded and trusting of someone

and I'm a little green right now cause this is kind of one of my personal fantasies, bound, helpless and you can your way with her however you please

[Zhivago52]

You and Anastasia have taken the hobby to an art form. Kudos to both of you.

[Willen]

What is so impressive is the eroticism, as opposed to the shear carnal element.

[The Slut]

This is vey hot.

Thank you again