Rough rainbow romp Stories

She had always worn pretty dresses for me. With delicate fabrics, petticoats, frills, and lace. And of course the ribbons. I bought her ribbons of all colors; I enjoyed tying them for her. She would smile at me demurely, knowing the dark and perverse feelings her innocence brought out in me. She had joked that I would like it if she wore nothing but ribbons. She had giggled and meant to laugh it off, but I couldn’t shake...