AMUTA – TIGHT ROPE – by ALBERT VARIN (120) TLE

Amuta’s a raven-haired rebel – an unconventional lady with a taste for adventure. ‘I live to push boundaries,’ she says, ‘including my own. Especially my own. One guy took me home from a fetish club. I knew I could trust him one hundred per cent, but when he put a collar and leash on me, and blindfolded me – he had this pair of goggles with blacked-out lenses – I had to fight against my true nature to commit myself to submit.’ So he roped you in? ‘Yeah, literally,’ she continues, laughing. ‘The next morning, I had to go to work and he took out a length of rope. I thought he’d tie me up to make me stay, but instead he tied it round my waist and crotch like a thong and told me to wear it all day in the office. It felt rough – I couldn’t move an inch without it rubbing against my skin and getting up inside of my crack and teasing my clit. I ended up having to frig off in the bathroom, one hand sawing the rope against my clit while the other fingered my pussy-hole. All totally new to me… and, yeah, one hell of a thrill.’