Uncle M Taught Me Well
So right now, I’m in my living room, typing away, answering emails, talking to my daddy, and listening to a very frustrated Master. You see, as I’m typing, Uncle M is in the spare bedroom, on the floor, in a rather glorious hogtie. He called me yesterday and told me that he was going to put my knowledge to the test. And I was up until an ungodly hour trying to figure out what I was going to do to the dirty old man. I started with a chest harness, tied up his feet, took his hands, and mixed up the ropes. My only lament is that I don’t have a camera. So right now, Uncle M is discovering that I’ve gotten much better at my ropes and knot work. And I can’t stop laughing at his little predicament. Heehee!
Ah, that sounds delicious congrats on getting a smaller sort of revenge on the one who has taught you your rope craft
Good job my apprentice. Your bondage was tight, secure, comfortable and neat. My only regret was not having Tea there with her camera. Perhaps we can arrange for that next time.
May I be the first to congratulate you?