'Mav’s going to tie you up, Daisy,' I say. 'Do you remember your safe words?'
Her eyes are huge, anticipation and a little fear warring in them, but she nods.
'What are they?' I ask.
'Red to stop. Green to keep going.'
'And how are you feeling now?'
'Green,' she breathes, offering her wrists as I throw the length of rope over to Mav.
He ties her up deftly and then, as an afterthought, hesecures her tied arms to the slats of the bed frame at the back of the headboard.
Her breathing is already quickening.
I look back at Blake to see he's got another length of rope. He offers it to me, and I take it, throwing that over to Mav as well.
‘Her legs. I want them spread wide, knees up in the air.’
Mav nods and throws part of the rope under the bed, bringing it up around the other side. He secures her knees, pulling it tight, bearing her core to us.
'She has such a pretty little pussy, doesn't she?' I ask the others.
Even Blake is on his feet, across the room, standing between her legs and looking down.
And our girl loves the attention.
My hand slaps her thigh, and she jumps with a whimper, but her eyes are turning molten with desire.
I nod at Mav, and he does the same.
'Are you going to join us, or go back to your little chair to watch?' I ask Blake.
‘I’ll join,’ he smirks. ‘How could I not when our little whore is trussed up so nicely for us to use?’
He sits close to her head and begins to play with her tits, rolling the nipples, licking them, and then blowing on them to make them perky and hard like little pebbles.
She makes a noise between a mewl and a moan, and I look at her sternly.
'Do you need to be gagged?' I ask.
She blinks at me and doesn't say anything.
I grab the panties she took off from the floor, a little scrap of satin.
'Open,' I say, stuffing it into her waiting mouth with a smile.
‘She likesthat,’ Mav comments, and I see that he's got his fingers on her, stretching her lower lips wide so that we can see every little detail of her cunt.
‘She's practically dripping already,’ he says, sliding one finger into her.
She moans as he curls it forward, her hips bouncing, before he takes his smaller finger and pushes it deep into her ass.
'Such a bad girl,' he murmurs, pumping into both her holes with his fingers, making her undulate on the bed.
I hear muffled whimpers as I kneel next to her, wet my fingers, and begin to rub her clit slowly, flicking it a little, making her jump. I lean over and suck it into my mouth.
Her body tenses, and she strains against the ropes that keep her exactly where we want her.
