after your second climax..

Weak and sweaty, you can't believe what's just happened.

"Amy, please. Please go and get the scissors."

Damn her. She makes no move towards the kitchen. Instead, she squats on the floor between your knees and gently touches your inner thigh, high up.

"Amy, don't. Please..."

"Wow, you're all wet. Was that another orgasm you just had? Big sis the slut"

For the moment at least, your arousal seems to have plateaued. You lie still, not wanting to risk moving the crotch rope.

"Amy - I don't mind talking to you about this stuff, but you have to get me free. I can barely move my fingers and it's starting to hurt" You lie trying to gain simpathy.

"But I can't get the knot undone."

"You don't need to. You can cut the rope. Just get the scissors from the kitchen."

"Why? I don't want to, it's way over there. You wanted to play this game so you do it"

"Amy! It doesn't matter. Just get the damn scissors before I cu.. I mean, just get them!"

"No!"

She crosses her arms and stares down at you. Guess she's not helping. **** but to do it yourself.

Which is easier said than done. You'll have to struggle to your feet, without the use of your hands, and then walk to the kitchen, negotiating five steps on the way, and all without moving the rope between your legs enough to push you over the edge again.

Better do it now. Lying here isn't going to make it any easier. The longer you wait the more likely it is that you'll have recovered from that last orgasm enough for it all to happen again...

Right, let's go...