She had been bugging me for months, every since she heard about bondage from her cousin. But she had to wait, so did I. I told her that we couldn't do it until she was of legal age. On that day, you can guess who appeared at my door, wearing a frilly party dress ... and a big smile on her face! She was ready, she told me, it was her birthday. And so it was! That inescapable hemp rope, wrapped tight around her wrists and elbows, her bound ankles pulled up into an unforgiving hogtie. That's what she wanted ... that's what she got!
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