Sweater Bondage, Blindfold & a One Rope Hogtie keeps Petite Blond Catherine Sterling Occupied in the Office! “Catherine, I need to see you in my office” the text message read. Whatever I am working on, when He calls I dutifully go, and so I end up in this predicament keeping me from my keyboard… Oh what a shame -_^ He has a pressing matter to attend to, confidential information for His eyes only, and so a roll of vetwrap is wound around my head sealing my hazel green eyes shut. Why stop there? The rest of the roll is used up, over my blond hair and over my mouth, which He fills with his handkerchief first to muffle any moans I may make! The OTM gagging and blindfold is so tight, a bloom of light fills my vision that becomes many patterns of a kaleidoscope, a small distraction from the squeezing ache in my face and jaw from this unexpected gag. Now my senses have been deprived He decides I am due a bondage time out from my days duties. A hank of nylon rope is retrieved from a desk drawer, and bound around the wrists of my silver sweater and legs of my skinny gray jeans, the thick wool of the knitwear and skintight denim fabric barely protecting my slender limbs from the unforgiving taught tie, as I am deftly one-rope hogtied with crossed ankles on his futon sofa bed. He turns back to work at the desk, back to me, left in the strict predicament of His whim.