“Lucky for you, I just happen to keep some rope handy,” she said with a chuckle.<br/><br/>She gave his crotch one final grind before getting up, not bothering to fix her skirt. The silk garment stayed bunched around her thighs, but dropped slightly, still showing the lower curve of her buttocks and garters.<br/><br/>She uncoiled a bundle of rope, then swayed back to him and once again perched on his lap. “Arms together behind you,” she ordered, then began to tie. It wasn’t going to be a permanent tie, but she knotted it well, looping a few strands around his waist to anchor him to the chair. His wrists were secure, and if he wanted to get up, he would have to force her wait off, then take the chair with him.<br/><br/>“I think this will help too,” she suggested, taking the bottle of chloroform from off her desk, and then pouring it onto another cloth. With her hips still moving, she pressed the cloth against his face, covering his mouth and nose with it.