Chapter 4

“Of course,” I said. Tex nodded.

“I will start your binding here, Micheleen. It will save time.”

Daisuke, handed her a hank of black rope.

“Stand,” she said, looking at me and I got to my feet.

Her movements were quick and precise. In less than fifteen minutes, I had the rope around my upper ribs, over my shoulders, and around my breasts. My breasts were pulled forward with my nipples sticking out. They were tight but not uncomfortable and the ropes were neatly lined up next to each other. The knots were very precise. It was like I had on a rope sweater that had been woven just for me.

“It’s time to go,” was all she said. She nodded as Daisuke handed us each a black silk robe.

“Put those on to walk through the hotel.” She walked to the door and out into the hallway as we hurried into our robes and followed her, still tying the sashes around us. 2