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As the resident bondage goddess, Julie knew her ropes. And she always chose accordingly.
If it was unbreakable strength one wanted, there were new-fangled materials like polyesters, acrylics and even Kevlar – mountain climbing ropes. These were good for binding up others, particularly if there was serious, potentially dangerous suspension involved: hogtied Ed hanging upside-down overnight in the shower, for example. In general however this mistress preferred old-fashioned natural fibers.
Silk was also plenty damn strong, among its more obvious virtues. Prickly old hemp was the classic, which always had its attractions. Julie’s current favorite was cotton. Soft and sensuous against the skin, this was also ideal for forming particularly tight knots that just would not slip. She used t
