He then began to steadily bind her arms to her back. He bound her forearms to each other, keeping her arms crossed so that each hand held the opposing elbow. Then he bound her arms to her torso, wrapping the rope around her body over and over again. When she was tied to his satisfaction, there was still a good bit of the rope left. He walked around her to survey his work. The coils of black rope winding repeatedly around her body made it look as if a python had wrapped itself around her and might squeeze her tight. He couldn’t imagine adding more rope around her torso. The contrast between the leather and her own skin was perfect. He wished for his camera, but knew he’d have to just remember this sight. “Too tight?” he asked and she wriggled, looking all the more enticing as she did so. Her breasts swung and he noted that her nipples were beaded tight. “Just fine,” she said. She arched a dark brow. “Should I run and let you catch me?” Rex grinned. “You won’t have a chance.”
