A Birthday Present (Part 2)

We must have fallen asleep on the bed. Or maybe just I did. Because when I woke up, Bina had already tied my arms to the posts of the bed. How could I have slept through it? She pulled my feet together and towards one of the posts, smiling at me.
She wrapped a really long rope around my legs, just below my yoni, and started to wrap it around, made a loop at the front, wrapped it around again, made another loop and pulled it through the first one, and wrapped it around my legs again. She continued this pattern until the ropes fully covered my legs and it looked like I had a mermaid’s tail. Bina attached the ends of the rope to the post and evaluated her work.
“Bina, this is beautiful!”
As so often, her skills and her imagination amazed me. Aroused me before she even touched me. And judging from her smug face, she knew it. She tickled my feet, fondled my lower legs, squeezed my hips. I tried to move my vulva towards her hands, but the ropes were so tight I could not move. And that aroused me even more.
Bina continued to tickle, fondle, and squeeze my body. She kissed me, bit my nipples, rubbed her body against mine. For a second, she massaged my sweet spot and I moaned. When she stopped, I moaned again, disappointed. Chuckling, Bina rubbed her sweet spot along my entire body, starting at my feet. She moaned so much it drove me crazy. She finally reached my face and lowered her yoni onto my mouth. She was hot and tasted so good. My tongue drew intricate designs on and around her clitoris. I felt her thighs on both sides of my face. She squeezed them against my face and I could barely breathe. Her arousal and my immobility aroused me so much that I almost came when she did.
Bina kissed my mouth and stroked my cheeks. She put on a strap-on and sat on my still immobilized thighs. It seemed impossible with my tightly bound legs. But she managed to slowly push the strap-on into my yoni. I couldn’t wait for her to move and to touch my button. But she continued to move slowly. And I started to beg.
“Bina, pleeease …”
Bina felt sympathy for me and started to circle my sweet spot. I tried to push against her finger and the strap-on, but the ropes held me back. Bina chuckled. And finally started to thrust the strap-on into my yoni. I felt her quick and deep movements in my entire body. And the moment she touched my button, still thrusting, I came.