He tightened the last knot and stepped back to admire his handiwork. The natural rope complimented her skin color just like he'd known it would. Head bent, her long tresses hid her expression, but the soft puffs of air accentuating the rise and fall of her breasts, and the goose flesh covering her skin, told him all he needed to know.
"Beautiful, little one."
A shudder went through her bound body, and he dropped a kiss on the top of her head, and then helped her up.
Tied into the rope dress, she could only take small steps and he tempered his stride to hers, until they stood in front of the mirror.
"Look and see."
At his request she raised her head and her expressive eyes widened. His gut clenched seeing the shimmer of tears in her eyes.
"It's beautiful, Sir. Is that how you see me?"
"You know I do, little one. And I want everyone to see you like this, to know you're mine."
Their gazes locked in the mirror when he traced the knots covering the scars she hated. The scars no one could see now.
He almost missed her whispered, "Green, Sir."
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