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much. “Touch. My. Clit.” Who cared what it sounded like through the gag? He knew damn well what she wanted.
    â€œHuh?”
    This time, Carin just screamed from the back of her throat. He laughed. “Oh! Your clit! Sorry, honey, I must have forgotten.”
    Jun grabbed a thin bit of rope dangling from the end of the dildo and tied it to the loop around Carin’s waist. He positioned it carefully, placing a row of knots between her lips that applied delicious pressure right where Carin wanted it. Now, struggling could get her somewhere.
    The knots slid up and down as she worked her hips. The rope dildo shifted inside her. Jun played with her nipples and stroked her face and hair as she labored toward orgasm. Everything contributed—the rough embrace of the rope around her arms, the swollen fibers in her cunt, and the sexual braille of the rope against her clit.
    But Jun stopped Carin’s climb before she could quite summit. With one hand on each hip, he caged her movements. “Do you feel me fucking you?” he asked, twanging the rope arranged around her cunt like a set of guitar strings. She yelped into her gag when it snapped against her clit. Carin nodded vigorously.
    â€œGood,” Jun said. “No matter where you are. In the desert.
At the bottom of the ocean.” He gripped the end of the rope dildo and twisted it for emphasis. “You can shove my thick cock into you whenever you need it. Understand?”
    Carin’s moans weren’t really a response. She wanted him to take her all the way. This time, he obliged, fitting the heel of his palm against the base of the dildo so she could drive her cunt against his hand and pound herself. He toyed with the rope over her clit, too, making the knots slip back and forth and up and down.
    Carin jerked and strained. She pressed the rope dildo into herself as far as it could go. Jun slid the knotted rope out of the way and rubbed his thumb across her clit. The relative softness of his flesh compared to the rope made her body relax with a sigh. He increased the pressure with his thumb until Carin came, her cunt spasming around the rope phallus inside her.
    Jun hauled her into his lap and held her through the aftershocks, and seemed to know just the moment she wanted out of the gag. He released the knot at the back of her neck and eased it from between her teeth. Carin worked her jaw, glad for the freedom, but still not sure what to say to him. What words could prepare them for this next separation? How could she promise him that she would return intact and loving, ready to embrace him as a wife? What words could be enough to leave him with if she didn’t come back at all?
    Jun ran his fingers through the rope coiled all around them on the bed. “You’re mine,” he said again, and she saw how desperately he wanted to keep and hold her.
    Carin released herself from his arms and got on her knees on the bed. The thin rope he’d tied around her ankle was still there. She tugged to make sure it was still secure. Its bite against her skin was soft but distinct. She met his eyes.
    â€œAlways,” Carin said.

TYING THE KNOT
    Tiffany Reisz
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    That they called him at all was the first bad sign. Bryce stepped into the house that he’d been banished from three days ago and looked around. Tulle everywhere. Sequins everywhere. Roses everywhere. And from upstairs came the sound of tears.
    â€œOh, thank god,” said Janice, as she came down the staircase, a handkerchief pressed to her chest. “She won’t listen to anybody.”
    â€œHow bad is it?” Bryce stepped over a box of wineglasses that someone had left in the foyer.
    â€œBad.” Janice shook her head. “She hasn’t stopped crying for an hour. The shoes…it was the shoes that sent her over the edge.”
    Bryce raised his hand to silence Janice. The crying grew louder, turning briefly into panting as