ValtheWitchGal

     You feel a sharp pain in your wrists as your girlfriend tightens the rope around them. It takes a moment for you to remember that she’s not your girlfriend when she has you like this. She’s your mistress.    A noise of frustration comes from behind you, and you can feel her long fingers fumbling about. “For someone who’s so into bondage, you really suck at tying knots,” you say with a chuckle.    That earns you a crack on the shoulder. “Q-quiet!” Lila demands before returning to the rope. She mumbles in a low tone, “It’s not like I’ve a lot of practice, okay?”    Tha