Bondage Knots Are My Fascination

Oh, what a tangled web I weave.

 My fascination with bondage knots…. The world of physical restraint is often a trusted relationship, and I do not tend to take that trust lightly. For a man to relinquish his dominance and submit to me is necessary. Once he steps into my domain, I am in complete control. Losing control isn’t a bad thing when you’re in the right hands. Most of the time, it’s the well-rounded, successful businessman. Usually in a dominant field. In a superior position. Who lives a mundane life of taking charge, putting others in their place, and exerting full control over others, who need me most? Having to be in control and having control of others at all times can get tiresome. That’s where I come in. I say where you stand,

how you stand, or kneel. As I said, I’ve been working on more intricate bondage. Will was happy to be my experiment. As soon as I come in, he knows to kneel undressed to save time. Then I looked over my tools, and I decided on a heavy rope.  He wants to feel restrained. As I get out my rope, I decide he’d stay in the kneeling position, pulling his arms behind his back, then fastening his wrists to his ankles with bondage knots. But that is a part of being the Mistress of phonesex.

Now that He’s secure in Bondage Knots

I get his Chasity cage out, fastening it on his flaccid cock. Next is the time for some fun, for me mostly. I begin with a little music and dance. His eyes focused on me intently. Then I dangle the key, dragging it along his thighs as I drag it up his torso and neck. Next, I take off my silk dressing robe. My attire is pretty standard: heels, a g-string, and a corset that comes just to my rib cage so my breasts are completely exposed.

As I continued, I saw sweat forming along his brow. While I’m standing just out of reach, I bend over, so he gets a full view, and I  rub the key along my part. While I intently look for signs of arousal. After I see that he’s behaving, I up the ante, placing the key on a necklace, placing it around my neck, allowing it to fall between my breasts.

Then I squat just in front of him. One hand holding the key in front of his face, the other circling my clit through my panties. “You see this? This means you’re mine until I say otherwise, you belong to me”. I tell him.
While I squat in front of him, I pull my panties to the side, exposing my wet slit. I masturbated in front of him, slowly at first. I could see his erection growing against the cage. As I continue, he moans, but he’s well fitted; he might experience some slight discomfort, but nothing that will hurt him. I know my bondage Knots will hold him just where I want him.

Bondage Knots and a chin-strap dildo.

Fastening it around his face slowly, I bend over, inserting the dildo inside of me. As I rock back and forth, I allow him to lick my asshole. Which he does happily. Until I explode all over his face. After I finished, I untied him. Leaving him to undress. He looked at the cage questionably. “I told you you’re mine until I say otherwise,” with a wink. His face was dumbfounded, while also seemingly pleased to be owned. To have someone else to share the load, so to speak. Both literally and figuratively, of course. I won’t tell him. But he is sexy in bondage knots.

I love to be the key holder, the one he trusts with his most prized possession. With great power comes great responsibility. Well, I’m definitely up for the task. While he’s away from me, he’ll have no choice but to think of me. Which is the easiest way to gain dominance? By tomorrow, he’ll be pleading to get the key. Within a week, he’ll be begging. After that,

He’s putty in my hands.

I wouldn’t have it any other way. He knows he’s safe with me. Of course, if he obeys my rules. While under my control. Even if he is in bondage knots. He can’t sleep unless permitted, cannot eat unless permitted, and cannot shower unless permitted. I should have done this when I did that Mistress on Mistress domination. I know she would have loved this.

My needs must be met before he will be met. If they are not, I enjoy making him panic with the silent treatment. Sometimes the best punishment is their own mind. Yet the bondage knots add to his fear. I don’t have to do too much explaining with enough time; most can find out what they’ve done and try to find out how to fix it. Oh, what fun. While some may think it’s harsh, he knows he’s lucky to serve me. Even luckier to be owned by me. Now he doesn’t have to do the thinking, I’ll do that for him. I’m better at that anyway. Could you last a week or even a day without me?

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