Felicity - Shift Work
He twisted her knotted shirt more tightly around her wrists, binding her hands together as he pressed his cobbled abs against her back.
Jungle Temptations
Of course, as his hands touched the coil another loop neatly slid over his hands and wrists, binding them tightly to his sides as the thick tail encircled his body further.
Ch. 3. Making amends
The ends of the rope she wrapped around his wrists, binding them together comfortably yet securely.
Nick Wilde: Off Duty
He couldn't quite see, but he felt the rope tying around his wrists, binding him to the head of the bed, around one of the metal railings. "ooh, now that's hot."
Beasts, Arc II: Later Gator (Part 4)
Kinley gestured for two of his thugs to approach the eleven-year-old canine, and they proceeded to tie rope around his wrists, binding them to the arms of the chair. "stop! stop--let me go!"
Texting in the Club
The husky grabbed his belt that she had placed on the table and wrapped it around his wrists, binding them together. "what are you doing?" andrew asked, more out of curiousity than panic.
The Final Prayer
Metal cuffs were clapped on her wrists, binding her paws behind her. kiara growled, trying to pull herself free. a paw came down on her shoulder. "slavery isn't so bad, you know?
Ultimate Furry Crossover: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure Entry 24
Carmelita couldn't resist, didn't even try, as a pair of her own handcuffs were locked around her wrists, binding them behind her, while many hands lowered her on her back to the soft couch.
Busy Day
Askia let out a haughty noise and shook his head, grabbing a pair of handcuffs he'd snatched from an officer's desk, and clacking them shut over the zebra's wrists, binding his wrists securely, fastening them to the chair on the other side of
Commission: UnSuitable
Kyar produced another length of cloth and wrapped it around her wrists, binding them tightly together. she hissed as the ribbon dug into her wrists, trapping them together. the male breathed out a rumbling purr, "there, now we can all play nice.
The Guardians
Garr let the final wrist binding unspool onto the ground, making a rough spiral on the ground as he reached for the heavy stone necklace he wore, unclasping it from the back of his neck and setting it down carefully, each stone making a distinct thud as they
Special Lessons
Between the wrist bindings and the bulk of the bull on his legs, he was completely trapped. and judging from the look in his coach's face, he was in some seriously deep shit. "coach! i'm sorry, i don't, i'm not..."