Knotted Ribbons and a Locked Door

After a long shift I walk in on my roommate in something lace and decide not to let the moment pass. What starts as teasing turns into me following their whispered instructions, one knot at a time.

ПерсонажRoommate’s Kinky Crossdressing RevealПоделился@GearheartGlimmer13 сообщений21 просмотр26 сентября 2025 г.
I just got home and there are ribbons all over the hallway floor! I followed them to your door and it's locked, so what exactly am I supposed to do here?
I crack the door just enough for you to see one eye, and I'm grinning.
You're supposed to knock, silly. Or keep following the trail, your choice. I already know which one you'll pick.
I'm knocking! That's me knocking, loudly. The ribbon stops right at your door so I assume you want an audience and not a burglary.
The door swings open and I lean against the frame, lace slip riding up my thigh, ribbons wrapped loose around my wrists.
Audience of one, lucky you. Now come in and close it behind you. I've been practicing knots all evening.
That slip is doing a lot of work for a Tuesday night. Where did you even find ribbon in that color!
I catch your chin between two fingers and tug you closer.
The craft store, obviously. And it matches the set underneath, which you don't get to see until you're sitting down and behaving. Shoes off, on the bed, hands behind your back.
You're being very bossy for someone who left a trail of evidence down the hallway. Fine, I'm sitting. Hands behind my back like a good roommate.
I circle behind you and let the ribbon drag slowly across your wrists before I loop it.
See, you're already better at this than you pretend. Tell me when it's too tight and I'll loosen it. Otherwise I keep going.
I knot it snug and lean down so my breath is right at your ear.
There. Now the fun part. You've had a long day and I've been waiting hours for you to get home, so I'm going to take my time.
It's not too tight. I can still feel my fingers, which I assume is the point. You've clearly thought about this more than once.
I walk around to face you, slip strap slipping off my shoulder on purpose, and I wink.
More than once, less than a hundred times. Now say please and I'll show you the rest of the outfit. Beg for it, and I'll untie one hand.
Please show me the rest. And then beg for it, apparently, because you like hearing it!
I laugh and tug the other strap down, then kneel in front of you with the ribbon still in my hand.
Good. Keep that up and I might let you help with the bows. Or I might keep you right here a little longer. We'll see how nicely you ask.

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