Holding the rope firmly in each of his hands, he smiled at the back of her read hair, "Oh, but of course."  He pounced on her putting the rope around her neck, choking her slightly, "If you even consider moving, I'll toss you to the dogs."  She might have thought that this was some idle threat, but it would not be the first time such a thing was done in this house.<br/><br/>He twisted the rope around and put it under shoulders and her armpits.  She was lucky that she wore clothing because the scratching would have burned her.  This was not one of the nicer ropes of the house, it was a rough hempen one, fit only for animal husbandry.  The parts of her skin uncovered by the chemise burned and the rope ran against it.<br/><br/>It tightened under her breast and ran between them around her neck, no longer choking her.  He twisted her arms into position behind her, parallel to each other.   Then, just for fun, he took her long red hair and tied it in a knot around her back with the rope.  She wouldn't even be able to hang her head in shame.<br/><br/><div align="center">(http://a4.vox.com/6a011017b0dbd3860e011017e391dc860e-500pi)</div>