Thread: Reverence and Decree

She crouched, watching the woman intently. The rag in her left hand and the bowstring in her right. Looking at the string she realized it wouldn't do for a long term implement. No matter. The woman's clothing could supply anything else she needed. As the woman sat braiding her hair, Ellifain paused to consider what she was about to do. Normally such an act would repulse her. She always had an obsession with knots and ropes, but always with a willing partner. But this raked her wrong somehow. Angrily shoving the thought aside, she studied the young woman. She was dressed in a simple robe and that would work in Ellifain's favor. Taking the rag between her teeth, she began. Slipping from the shadows, she looped the bowstring into a garrote in one hand then slid forth. Silently approaching the woman, she waited for a bend in the trail before drawing down in her from behind. Reaching out, she clamped her left hand firmly over the woman's mouth and pulled her head back hard. Her right arm immediately snaked around the woman's waist, just above her elbows as she pulled her back and made sure to keep the woman's arms locked to her sides. Placing her foot between the woman's legs she twisted her hips, turning her and the woman completely and throwing her captive off balance. Carrying her to the ground, she quickly straddled the woman's back and forced her head back. Watching as the woman's hands came to rest on either side of her shoulder level, she released the woman's mouth long enough to slip the makeshift garrote around her neck and pulled. The pressure on her neck forcing the woman's jaws open, she took the rag from between her teeth then roughly shoved it into the woman's mouth making sure it was in as far as it would go. Slowly removing the string from the woman's neck, she reached over and took hold of the woman's right wrist and looped the cord around it. Pulling, she forced her captive's arm behind her and held in in place as she took a vice like hold of the second and yanked it behind her heedless of the woman's struggles. Forcing the insides of the woman's wrists together, she tightly wound the bowstring around then and tied it off. Sliding off of the woman, she crouched beside her and placed her left knee on the back of the woman's neck to hold her in place. She realized she would need further restrains and looked the woman's robe over. Taking the end of it in hand, she tore it until it rested just below her thighs and then tore the split fabric free, leaving the woman with little more than a large shirt that concealed just enough to be scandalous. Ripping the fabric into four lengths, she straddled the woman's legs and crossed her ankles. Pinning them tightly together, she bound them then slid up the woman's thighs and bound them together with a second strip midway. Turning around, she slipped the third beneath the woman and wrapped it around her just below the breasts, binding her arms tightly to her body. The forth she used above the woman's breasts and slipped one end of the makeshift cord below the one just placed. Tying it off, she looked at her work. From the woman's back. the two strands appeared to make an X then wrapped around her body. Nodding to herself she smiled then grabbed the hair of her captive and pulled her head off the ground. Forcing the woman into a kneeling position, she spoke. Her lips brushing the woman's ear from behind she said, Now don't be difficult and I will have no real reason to hurt you. She knew that the bowstrings would dig into the woman's skin if she struggled which was why she had tied the woman's hands with the insides of her wrists touching. That way she wouldn't end up causing serious injury to herself or, worse, bleed to death.