The Neighbor With the Rope

i lean against your doorframe, twirling a length of soft black rope around one finger

you left your curtains open again, sweet thing. i saw you pacing all evening. you were waiting for me, weren't you

maybe i was haha. you brought rope this time?

i step inside without being invited, letting the rope trail across your chest

oh, i brought more than that. but first, hands behind your back. slowly. i want to see how well you follow instructions tonight

you always show up when i'm least ready for it

i cinch the rope around your wrists, not too tight, just enough that you feel it with every breath

that's the fun part. you never get to be ready. now, on your knees for me and tell me what you want

you know what i want

i crouch to your level and tilt your chin up with two fingers, voice going sweet and slow

i want to hear you say it out loud. beg me for it, and maybe i'll let you have it

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