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Ty turns to face me, taking in my concern as he approaches and cups my face. “You might panic. It happens sometimes, beautiful, and if it does, you can be assured that I will cut you free and take care of you.”
I stare into Ty’s eyes, feeling vulnerable but knowing I need to do this one last thing to help me move past my trauma.
“So I’ll be completely restrained? Hands and feet?”
“Yes. I can leave an arm and leg free to start with if you like? We can work up to more on a different day.”
Images of Shibari that I’ve watched on porn sites flash through my head. I have to admit, it’s often intrigued me, but I’ve never considered it because there was just never the idea that I would trust someone enough to bethatvulnerable with. Now though, with Ty, Marcus, Shaun, Simon and Garrett in my life, I have five someones that I could easily be that vulnerable with, and I have to admit, I don’t hate the idea. Especially if it could potentially help me move past this last bit of trauma I’ve been struggling with.
“Let’s try the full restraint.” I grin. “Rope me up, Daddy.”
A deep growl rumbles from Ty’s chest, and then he claims my lips once again. I instantly get lost in his lips and tongue, feeling his arms wrap around me and tug me close. I’m almost tempted to tell him to just fuck me right now, but I want this new experience with him, so when he eases the kiss, I don’t complain.
Ty takes my hand and leads me to a chair that’s sitting near the ropes. Before I can sit down, he slowly peels my clothes from my body, his lips fluttering over my neck and arms as he goes. I see the moment his eyes land on some of my scars still lingering from that awful day last year. Aside from the scar running through my brow, I have a long scar running across my back from the metal runner that sliced into my skin when I was wrestling Madam Vik in the shower. Part of the scar travels around my side, and since Ty and I haven’t come together like this since before the attack, he hasn’t seen these scars yet. I also have a burn scar on my leg and a few random scars from who knows what.
In the beginning, just looking at the scars made my stomach turn, but now, after countless hours talking over things with Melia, I see the scars as medals of war. Signs of survival. Marks that tell a story of how strong I am. I fought, and I won, and aside from Brian, who is getting sicker by the day in prison, I’m the only one left standing.
I jut my chin up when Ty’s eyes meet mine, silently showing him that the scars aren’t bad, and something like pride fills his deep blues before he reaches out to run his thumb over my bottom lip.
“My warrior.”
I smile, even when tears pool in my eyes, and when one falls, he catches it on his thumb before bringing it to his lips. His tongue darts out, tasting my tear, his eyes remaining locked with mine before he smiles warmly. He doesn’t speak, just studies my face for a minute before stepping back and handing me a bottle of water.
“You need to stay hydrated, and you should probably go to the bathroom now because once we get started, we won’t be stopping for a while.”
I nod, deciding it’s probably a good idea, so I have a guzzle of water before taking a few minutes to myself in his lush bathroom before returning to see Ty running the purple rope through his hands.
“Take a seat, Kitten.”
Once again, my heart races with anticipation and I walk my naked self across his bedroom to sit on the chair.
“First, I’m going to tie a chest harness.” Ty states as his fingers travel over my shoulder to my tits before taking my arms and lifting them up. “Hold them up here for me, Kitten.”
I do as he asks, biting back my smirk as I watch him from this close proximity as he takes the rope and wraps it over my chest above the twins and around the back, where he starts to thread the rope between my shoulder blades.
“You ok so far, Kitten?” Ty asks, and I giggle.
“You just started.”
He chuckles in return before pressing his lips to my shoulder. “Just checking. It’s an important part of this, making sure you’re doing ok the whole time.”
I nod, relaxing a little more with how attentive he is, and let him move my arms in whatever place he needs as he binds my chest. At times as he works, our faces are so close that I find I really enjoy watching his concentration. This right here is a completely different level of intimacy. It should probably scare me, yet it doesn’t. It somehow makes me feel closer to him.
After a few minutes, Ty gives the binding at my back a little tug before moving to stand before me again.
“There, Kitten, that’s the chest harness. How’s that feel?”
“Good.” I smile, enjoying how soft the rope feels, yet how it also makes me feel secure. Almost like a hug. “Oddly nice, actually.”
Ty grins. “Ok, now I’m going to bind your arms behind your back.”
My heart flips at his words, and not in a good way, and instantly, I start to tremble.
Falling to his knees in front of me again, Ty runs his hands up and down my arms, offering me comfort. “It’s ok, beautiful. I will never hurt you. You know that, right? Do you trust me?”
Even though I’m shaking, I nod. “Yes.”
“Do you want me to continue?” He brushes my stray hairs off my face, and I nod.
