“It is.” She nodded slightly, pulling against my grip in her hair as she looked at me over her shoulder. “I want to trust you like Goldie does.” She panted, licking her lips as our golden sweet lover walked back over to the bed with her hands behind her back, hiding the loot she picked out of her kinky treasure chest. “Like she did when you spanked her.”
“Safe word.” Goldie said, kneeling on the bed beside Rhea. I still had her hair in my fist so she couldn’t turn her head to look at Goldie, but I did. And I saw the black bondage in her hands and my cock leaked across Rhea’s plump ass cheek in excitement. “A sub always needs a safe word to be completely trusting.”
“How do you know that?” I asked, looking up at her innocent face as she started unbuckling the straps in her hands.
Rhea chuckled sinisterly, trying to turn her head, but I wouldn’t let her. “Didn’t you know your girl belonged to another man once? Like actually belonged to him. He was her Dom.”
I raised one brow at Goldie, who gave me a slight shoulder shrug with a dirty little grin on her face. “I’ll tell you all about it when we’re done playing with our little toy here.”
Rhea balked at that, and Goldie’s grin deepened, effectively getting off the hook and fueling my need to make our complicated, complex lover into our little plaything for a while.
Together.
“I will hold you to that.” I said firmly, rubbing my knee against Rhea’s pussy again, and the wetness coated my leg more than it had before. “What’s your safe word, Rhea?”
She rocked against my knee and clenched the blanket in her fists next to her head before she relaxed her fingers and took a deep breath, focusing. “Mayday.”
The word rang in my ears, the reality of what happened fresh in my mind, but that was why she chose it. It was important to her. It was relevant.
“Mayday.” I repeated, testing it out before I reached down, keeping the bulk of my weight on Rhea’s back and grabbed her ankle, folding it up to her ass. “Good. Now stay still while Goldie ties you open for me to play with.”
“Fuck,” Rhea groaned.
Goldie made quick work of the thigh and ankle cuffs, pinning Rhea’s ankle to her ass before securing her wrist to it as well. Then she moved to the other side, immobilizing the Hotshot who fought against the bindings out of pure wild instinct.
“God, that’s hot.” Goldie hummed, looking down at Rhea, legs spread wide and folded up.
Helpless.
At our mercy.
Peeking over at her, I watched as Goldie’s pulse sped up on the side of her neck, and when she rolled her hips, rubbing her thighs together. “Don’t you dare get off on this.” I barked, and her startled gasp echoed through the room as her blue eyes flicked up to me.
“What?” She balked in surprise, “I can’t?—”
“No.” I replied, letting go of Rhea’s hair and getting off the bed before pointing to the top where all her frilly pillows were laid out. “Back against the headboard. Legs spread wide.”
Her lips popped open in an O shape, and then she closed them, swallowing and blinking as if she couldn’t quite believe what I was saying.
“Now, Goldie. Or I’ll tie you up as well, but you won’t like it when I make you sit across the room completely.”
“Rude,” Goldie scoffed with an air of offense, but she scrambled up the bed to sit at the head of it and cocked one brow at me when she realized what the next part of my instructionswould mean. Slowly she carefully lifted one leg over Rhea’s helpless head, settling her feet on the mattress near Rhea’s shoulders, knees bent, legs spread wide right in front of her face.
Rhea blew a quick burst of air at Goldie’s exposed pussy, making her gasp, and then they both glared at me.
“Just out of reach.” I mused, “But that can change if you’re both good girls for me.”
“He’s going to enjoy this,” Rhea deadpanned, her arrogance thick in her tone.
“And so will you, if you do as I say.” I reminded her as I walked over to Goldie’s toy chest, picking out a few other goodies before laying them on the bed, out of their view. “So, let's start with an answer.” I said, pushing her legs wider as I stood at the foot of the bed. “Why do you want to submit to me?”
“I don’t,” Rhea snapped haughtily in a second flat.
“Bummer.” I said coyly, slipping my middle finger down through her wet lips and dipping it into her body. Her ass cheeks tensed and the toned muscles in her back tightened as she flinched before she relaxed into it. “I had such pleasant plans for you.” Clicking the wand vibrator I found in the chest, I lifted her hips with one hand and laid it under her pubic bone, pinning it against her clit. “But now,” I shrugged my shoulders, even though I knew she couldn’t see it. “Now I’m not so sure.”
“God,” Rhea moaned, rolling her hips against the wand and spreading her knees further to fix the angle of it against her clit. And I stood there at the end of the bed and watched, memorizing everything she did. Every sound. Every muscle that tensed and clenched. Every moment. Watching her to learn her.
And then I pissed her off.