
I am your rope. Your ultimate lover. Your first, your best, your last. Since you were a young girl you have fantasised about my embrace. You heard the other girls talking about boys: but what you thought about mostly was me, a coil around your neck. You have always wanted to give yourself to me. To submit to my fatal grip. I fill your mind. I am the sort of lover who suddenly takes you by surprise when you are thinking of something else. I distract you from the boredom of everyday life. Of vanilla sex. I can make you come with just a whisper of promise. Of a caress that will never end.
I am a faithful lover. Faithful to you. Yes, there are others that I service, that I satisfy.....Always others.....But I am there for you whenever you think of me, want me, need me. I will be with you till your dying breath. Yours. Forever.
You can depend on me. You are safe with me. I will never fail you. I will never let you down, until that moment when you dangle from me, legs kicking, lungs burning, throat being crushed, neck stretched by your own weight as you dance on air. I will give you your final, best, most intense orgasm. It will be like none you have ever had. You have never had another lover like me. One who gives so much. Takes so much. Takes everything.
I make you so wet. Just the thought of my tightness turns you on. It is a consummation that you yearn for. The eventual end of all your longing. I am here for you. Waiting. I can wait. You will come to me. You will come.......

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Lovely!


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Beautiful images!

No better lover than The Rope
The Rope never betray
The Rope never cheats
It will accompany us, broken hearted woman till death do us apart (and more)
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That is a beautiful and sadly romantic image.


That is a much more glamorous location! Much more suitable for a romantic hanging


Only i long for that big mighty rope around my neck.
I was 5 year old girl by that time, but i already fantasized myself as a gorgeous lady from shampoo ads, hanging .... dancing in midair.
Danging under the willow tree on the side of road.
Greeting every driver that driving through.
Sometimes hanging under the overpass.
Not dying, but barely chocking alive nor dead.
I dont know what is that when i was a child.
I thought it was just a weird dream or something.
Or maybe that's how i die in a life before this one.
and i long to repeat it.
To have that warm rope around my neck.
And a cuff fetish as i grow older.
So i cant free myself.
if somehow i freak out and having a second thought


So many of us have had these fantasies for so long. The rope calls us, one way or another. For me, I want to put the soft rope around a girl's neck and lift her gently up into the air. If she freaks out, I will be kind and calm her down. But I won't release her......



That is a lovely and romantic story. Thank you for linking to it. It is a wonderful ultimate fantasy.



Give yourself to the rope, Kate. Relinquishing everything to your lover is a wonderfully erotic exchange between you and them.
Thanks for reading and commenting.

I can see how rope works on a more organic level and the ceremony in being tied, because it takes ages, must be a beautiful stress. We go out sometimes with a packet of cable ties, just to keep me in my place with the constant, relentless threat of being restrained quickly, out of the blue. I need to be always ready and the fear is a heady thrill!

Chains, locks and handcuffs have their place, too.
The constant threat of being restrained must be wonderful, and I am sure it has to be carried out sometimes. Just to keep you in your place, remind you who holds the power.

The sub always holds the power really! But you do sound like a handful!