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A very strange twist of fate.
She felt oddly empty as she stood there. The hate was ebbing.
He made only the smallest noise as he stood there with a fresh towel waiting. She quickly turned the water off.
"You're still here."
He embraced her with the towel and patted her body dry. "Yes, little one, I'm still here."
He led her to her bed and sat her down. The first thing he did was to put the newly made ball gag in her mouth.
"Yes, little one, it is time for you to say nothing. You will listen while I love you."
She realized that she'd never been more afraid of him - physically, sexually, and emotionally.
"I am drawn to you. It is cliched to say 'I can't quit you' but it is true. I've tried. To stop loving you, I mean." He guided her to lie on her stomach in the center of her bed. He gently stroked her back with just the tips of his fingers. He pulled a very long, thick, soft nylon rope out of his duffel bag. He also pulled the leather wrist and ankle restraints out of the same bag. He placed these items on the bed beside her where she could see them.
"I cannot stop loving you. I've stopped trying to stop. Silly as that sounds. I will not stop loving you. You may make a different decision, but I know my own heart."
She could not plug her heart to his words. She struggled to not believe them. She quoted parts of her story to her self. It did no good. His words and the caresses of his hands confused her. She turned her head away from the BDSM gear that he'd made for her.
"I feel your anger as it courses through your body even now as that same lovely body responds to my touch." He surprised her when he grabbed her right hand and brought it behind her back. He strapped on the new wrist restraint even before she had a chance to fight him. He then tied the nylon rope onto the D-Ring.
He made a grab for her other wrist, but she had moved her arm under her body.
"You plan on struggling, little one? That excites me but I'm also afraid that you'll miss some of what I tell you. We shall see."
She didn't want to feel the arousal. She didn't want to need him. She didn't want to love him. They struggled until he finally had her left arm behind her back and the second wrist restraint in place. He didn't thread the nylon rope through this D-ring.
He used the long length of nylon rope to stroke her skin. He watched as her body reacted to the caress of the rope on her neck behind her ears, also along her shoulders and across the top of her back between her shoulder blades. He could feel her desire. She tried not to writhe and she stifled her moans, almost.
"You know that I love my girlfriend. You know that I love her differently than I love you. I keep you both in separate places in my heart and in my mind. Talking about her when I'm with you is a very strange experience for me. It both accentuates and minimizes the chasm between you both in me. There are good things that I share with her. Just as there are bad things that I have to endure with her. I will not end my relationship with her unless she demands that I negate my own nature. To end my relationship with you would be to negate my nature - so I will not do that. Again, you may make a different choice."
He had not stopped stroking her skin with his hand and with the nylon rope. Every nerve in her body was fully charged and tingling. Still she tried to remain perfectly still - pretending (if only to herself) that she felt nothing.
"Rise to all fours, little one." This was his first command other than to write that he'd given all evening. It didn't even cross her mind to disobey, until after she was already on all fours in the middle of her bed.
He pulled another long length of nylon rope out of his duffel.