It has been a damned long time since I was tied up – and I miss it a lot! So when a kissing friend, who is completely new to rope, asked if they could use me as a warm body to practice on? I wriggled delightedly and said ‘yes please!’
I also provided the house to practice in, the rope, the safety shears, the suggested ties, and general rope-y information. I am a fount of knowledge and stuff… all I asked in return was some kissage and some photographs. Handily, said friend was most happy to oblige with both – and even let me wear their very fine hat, too!
With the weather so lovely, I wanted to go outside! If you click through on the photo, you can see just what happened when I made it out to the deck …
“Oh no, whatever shall I do? I am tied to a tree and my bra has been removed. Help. help.” You can see I am terribly worried, can’t you? If you click through, you’ll see me testing my bonds.
The rope held very well indeed – and looked lovely contrasted with red skin and green leaves. Don’t you think? There’s another click-through, of course.
It’s possible that the neighbours could see, if they were in their laundry. But if they were? Good on them!
There’s even a few photos left for another post!
ETA: Selected as one of the top pics in the Sinful Sunday Weekly Roundup.