Remove her boots

You were fairly happy with the way she was for now, but you would prefer if she didn't dirty the mattrass with her boots. So you crouched down and began untying them while Anna looked at you with a confused look.

"You know" You said as you took off her first boot "Considering the skintight nature of your attire and distinct lack of bra i'm actually suprised you aren't wearing any high heels"

"I-I don't like bra's... And the suit keeps me warm" She said. When you looked over you saw she was pouting which quickly turned back to fear as her eyes met yours. She quickly averted her gaze.

You just laughed as you took off the second boot. "Is that so? Well I guess I can't blame you" you said Throwing her boots into a corner before standing up. "Ease up girly. I told you before didn't I? I'm not going to hurt you"

"O-oke. I’ll believe you”

"Now, roll over onto your stomach and look straight ahead" you ordered

"Um, oke" she replied nervously

You walked back over to your bag, and chose some rope. You decided that some nylon would be the best for her. Its relativly hard to tie with but its strong enough that she won't get free once she’s tied properly. More importantly its soft and has a bit of stretch to it, making it a bit friendlier for a beginner.

Now then, time to begin the process of making her truly helpless.

Rope in hand you calmly walked over to Anna. Who had obediently rolled onto her stomach and was looking straight ahead. It seems your affirmation that you wouldn't hurt her had quelled her fears somewhat, though she was still nervous. Or perhaps you had taught her that pleasurable things could be experienced if she simply let you take control?

You crouched down besides her on the matress, sitting on your knees you took her arms at the elbow and gently pushed them together, finding that they easily touched.

"Is this straining on you?" You asked in genuine suprise.

You let her shift her body a bit while you held her arms together while she replied “No, not really”

“Wow. You’re pretty flexible then”

“I do a lot of yoga” she said. Despite everything there was a bit of pride in her voice as she said that.

You smiled to yourself. As you took the first rope, wrapping it around her elbows to keep them together. You let Anna shift her body again until she was comfortable.

“Have you ever been tied up before?” You asked as you looped the rope around her arm again.

“O-once. But I was pretty young”

“And did you like it?”

She was silent for a few seconds before replying. You wrapped another loop around her arm in the meantime. “I think? I thought the totem pole was dumb though”

You stopped mid movement as you blinked a few times. “Sorry, totem pole?”

“Y-yeah. If the indians captured a cowboy they would tie them to the totempole” You felt her body language shift again, her muscle’s ready to jump into action under your grasp.

You didn’t pay it much mind, dumbfounded as you were.

And then you let out a hearty laugh, the loud sound echoing against the cold white walls. Its really not that funny, but the tension from the robbery and subsequent capture combined with the lack of sleep where really getting to you.

“Oh you are just adorable!” You said as you finished the last loop and began tying the knot.

"This will be quite different to that experience" you said.

"Yeah, I noticed" she replied sarcastically.

You let out a small chuckle "Who knows. Mayby you'll like it"

You took a short glance at her face as you said that, and while its hard to see from this angle you were pretty sure she was contemplating it. Its no wonder really. She's a natural submissive through and through. She had obeyed everything you asked of her, had several orgasms from your touch alone and the thought of escaping seemingly hadn't even crossed her mind yet. But the most betraying of all was the small things: the nervous fidgeting, the mild squirming and occasional wimper. It had been a long time since you last tied somebody up, but you knew the difference between somebody who was getting into it and somebody genuinely scared.

As these thoughts and many more crossed your mind you had moved onto her legs. Tying them in a similar way to her elbow. With loops of rope going around: her ankles, just below the knee and around her thigh.

As you added more rope you slowly felt yourself sink into a relaxed state of mind. Tying somebody up was that perfect combination between familliar territory and applied practiced skill. “The zone” it was sometimes called.

There was an immense satisfaction in making somebody more and more helpless to slowly take control. Not to mention how it looked great on her.

When you finally finished with her legs they were firmly stuck together. She could still move her feet and toes, but thats about it. Mayby you’d restrain those some more later. But not now.

There was still 1 more rope you had to add afterall. Currently her legs had been tied, and her elbows had been tied. All with rope. But her wrists where restrained with the handcuffs you had placed at the beginning of the night. They worked, they wouldn’t break, and they were highly unsatisfying, ruining the aestetic you had set up.

You wanted to release her from the handcuffs so you could tie her wrists with rope. But is that worth the risk? She might try something, and she was more than secure in those handcuffs. Something you couldn’t guarantee with rope despite all the confidence in your work. You shot a quick glance at her. Arms behind her back, totally helpless and submissivly following every order you had given her.

Would it be worth the risk?