The sound of a car passing outside galvanises you into action. You gather your legs under you and heave yourself to your feet, gasping as the movement causes the crotchrope to slide over your clitoris.
You wobble through the door and into the familiar hallway. The stairs look like an Everest. You'd never thought about it before, but the natural way to go up them is to use one hand on the rail. It's not often that you've done it without using a hand at all, and, on the rare occasions when you have, you haven't had to contend with a rope between your legs constantly threatening to tip you over into orgasm.
You take a deep breath, lift your right foot onto the first step and heave yourself up so that your left foot can join it. Leaning against the wall you fight down the heat in your belly until you can repeat the process.
Slowly, one step at a time, you make your way up to the first floor.
Relief - your bedroom door is ajar. If it had been closed you're not sure if your bound hands could have opened it.
In your mind, the room is safety. You abandon caution and hurry towards it as fast as you can. After two steps you know you're going to cum. After two more the familiar pool of fire is filling your belly and beginning to spread through your thighs. The first spasm hits you as you stagger through the door.
"Urghhh.. Urghhh... Ohhhh..."
You're climaxing as your aim a backward kick at the door to close it. You're climaxing as your rubbery legs carry you across the room to your bed, and you're climaxing as you collapse face down on it.
"God... Ohh God..."
You can't help yourself. You twist onto your back so you can cross one leg over the other, rubbing your upper thighs together. At the same time you pull with your bound wrists, causing the rope which is attached to them to bury itself deeper into your crotch.
You cum and cum. You've never had an orgasm like this before. You're a powerless passenger in a body you can't control. You feel every muscle contraction, every movement of the ropes against your skin. The sensations fill your world. Your vision fades to grey and you're scarcely aware of the animal-like noises that you make.
After an eternity you gradually become yourself again. You're again aware of where you are, and why.
"God. Amy. I'll kill her. How the hell did she learn to tie someone up like this? What time is it? I have to get loose. I have to..."
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