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“What gave it away? When she loaded me bound and gagged into the back of her truck? Or when she actually said. "I'm ready to kill you and throw your body inn the swamp?

"Hey for a while there, it looked like you were going to talk your way out of it. I didn't want to interfere.”
― Kelley Armstrong

“Jeffrey woke up, tied to the high-backed chair in his bedroom, nude. He could hear his wife giggling in the hallway, the hardwood floors creaking with her footsteps with what must have been someone else too. He was gagged, a tight cloth wrapped around his mouth, hurting his jaw when he tried to call for help. He looked down at his body, seeing that he was tied with an intricate rope pattern - a pentagram - on his chest, the hemp fibers tight. He could breathe fine, and he recognized his wife鈥檚 rigging skills instantly. They鈥檇 practiced Kinbaku, a rope bondage before, on multiple occasions, but this rigging was different. It seemed to be tighter than normal, and he knew that something new was being introduced tonight.”
― Todd Misura, Divergence: Erotica from a Different Angle

“She was a rubberized, squirming seductress, a latex siren. Her bondage accented her curves, with shinny cups hungrily sucking her voluminous tits and her heavy corset squeezing her waist. I could see the muscles in her arms and thighs flex and contract.
I couldn鈥檛 look away.
She was beautiful.”
― DX, The Reluctant Master