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Date: 2018-03-18 02:22 am (UTC)
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[John smiles when Poe yelps. It's a cute sound.

He slows down when he reaches Poe's left leg, working backwards from the right. Poe already knows what's coming, so he works with that anticipation. The rope slithers over his skin, aided only by the occasional brush of John's gloved fingertips. He binds the left from top to bottom. Rope wrapped around thigh, to ankle, and from ankle to foot. He ties the rope off in a decorative knot.

The tension goes from toe, to dick, to toe. With every pull of Poe's thighs, the rope around his shaft will shift. The harder Poe struggles, the more friction he'll create. Self-inflicted torture.

Call it a life lesson.

Legs pinned up and apart, there's very little of Poe that isn't on display for him. Ass. Taint. Balls. Dick. John can see it all.]


You look good like this, Dameron.
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