Bondage-BlackRope

Matter of the Heart

“Okay, Bob, this isn’t funny anymore. Let me up.” I tugged at the ropes around my wrists.

“You said you loved me.”

I tried moving my feet to no avail. “I do love you.”

“And last night, you said your heart belonged to me.” He turned, holding up a carving knife. “So I’m taking it.”

 

Lynn McNamee.