One Hundred Knots - Sex Stories

One Hundred Knots

... cuffs to the knots without tripping the switch. Raising my hands to untie those knots would, on the other hand, undoubtedly bring the shocker to life and cause my cock and balls to fry. To ensure that I'd begin frying early in the session, I also wrapped a length of stout rope around the hanging strands of knots. Starting at the bottom, near the padlocks, I moved upward, making several turns around the bundle and finishing with a square knot just below the ring in the ceiling. Now there would be no way that I could untie any of the knots without first reaching up to remove the wrappings. In doing so, I'd surely throw the switch. The prospect so excited me that I immediately dropped to my knees and turned on the DVD player. Gazing at the woman whom I’d watched while suffering earlier that morning, I furiously masturbated. I emptied my balls into a waiting shot glass and, still panting, drained the glass into my mouth and sluttishly licked it clean. Looking up at the new arrangement, I figured that my next visit to the Chamber would be truly memorable.