Sexy Rope Fetish: Tied up in Knots! ♕

Finding Out My Boyfriend’s Secret Kink

So, it shouldn’t surprise anyone when I say that I’m pretty submissive. It’s hard to say when exactly I first knew that I had submissive tendencies. One of the best early sub experiences I had was with a boyfriend who confessed to me that he had a sexy rope fetish. He was a shy, sweet guy and we had not been dating for long. The sex was great and we had got to the point where we were comfortable enough in our relationship to discuss kinks and fantasies. He took a lot of encouragement before he would tell me what was on his mind. He eventually confessed that he had always wanted to try playing around with ropes. That’s right, my sweet boyfriend had a rope fetish!

Now I have to say that I was pretty innocent of rope play at that time. I knew that some people joked about handcuffs and being tied up in the bedroom, but I’d never really thought about it in detail. Sometimes I had a weird tingle when a heroine got tied up in a movie, but I’d never really admitted to myself that it was sexy. Because I’m always good, giving, and game, I said we could give his rope fetish a try! I sent him away to find the right ropes for us. I didn’t want anything nasty and scratchy and I didn’t want anything too flimsy. I’m like Goldilocks, I guess! Everything has to be just right!

Switching Things Up

When he came back from the hardware store with long coils of smooth black rope, I noticed two things: his blushing face and his bulging jeans! Just holding the rope was turning him on! I told him that he needed to win my trust, so I tied him up first. Just picture him, the crotch of his jeans a rock hard bulge as I tied him to a chair. He was soon begging for mercy as I teased him. I kiss his neck and his ears. I rubbed my bare breasts against his shirt, feeling his breathing getting faster. Then I tried grinding my firm ass on that hard bulge.

It was so hot that I was dripping wet and eager for more. Now, I could have just unzipped him and ridden him hard. I found myself wanting him to be in control, though. I offered to untie him and let him take control. It was time for him to really enjoy his sexy rope fetish.

Submitting To The Ropes

Oh, boy was that the right decision! As soon as he was free, his dominant side just boiled over. He had me completely naked and trussed in intricate knots in less than ten minutes! It was amazing! He must’ve studied knot-tying in secret because he turned those black ropes into something that was like elegant, fishnet underwear, but with a net made of thick, silky-smooth rope. Just the look of it was hot. The feel of the ropes and knots against me was so exciting that I was begging him to use me.

He tied me to the bed and I had never felt so helpless… or so turned on. Remember I had teased him? Well, he teased me. He kissed and licked and stroked me until I was pleading with him for more. It turned out that his rope fetish had given me a rope fetish too! I was genuinely scared that he would leave me there, desperate, wet and so horny. I was screaming in frustration. I’m pleased to say that he didn’t leave me.

If you want to know what he did, I guess you could give me a call…