Page 103 of Bound by Love
Brie gave Sir a sideways glance. “Sothat’swhy I’ve been storing extra in the freezer. And all this time, I thought it was a precaution in case I got the flu.”
Sir chuckled. “It never hurts to be prepared.”
“Don’t worry about a thing, little girl,” her father reassured her as he grabbed Hope’s bags from Sir. “We’ll take good care of our granddaughter.”
“So you’re not worried about the long plane ride back with her?” Brie asked him.
Her dad looked down at his granddaughter and grinned. “Nope, because I’ll do whatever it takes to make her happy.”
Brie wrapped an arm around him. “Thank you, Daddy.”
He gave her a kiss on the cheek. “You’ve opened up a new world to us making us grandparents. Know that this father is extremely grateful.”
Brie gave Hope one more cuddle and kiss before handing her over to her mother. But Rytsar intervened before she could make the transfer.
“Could I hold her once more?”
Brie smiled. “Of course, Rytsar.” She handed Hope to him and watched as he cradled the baby against his chest.
Rytsar said nothing as he held her with his eyes closed for several minutes.
Her parents looked at Brie strangely, wondering what was up.
Brie explained, “He takes hisdyadyaresponsibilities very seriously.”
They both nodded, but her father gave Rytsar an amused look as he set Hope’s bags in the back of the trunk.
Finally, Rytsar released his hold and lifted Hope in the air, smiling up at her as she giggled. “Yourdyadyaloves you,moye solntse,forever and a day.”
He gave her a kiss on the cheek and gently handed her over to Brie’s mother.
“I sure wish I had an uncle like you,” her mother joked as she went to buckle Hope into the car seat.
Brie put her arm around Rytsar. “Missing her already?”
“Da.”
Sir came up behind them and they watched as her parents left with Hope. Brie waved goodbye with a light heart. Between Sir’s family and her own, Hope was surrounded by an abundance of love.
Brie’s scene started before they even left the airfield for the Isle.
Once they were on board Rytsar’s jet, Sir commanded her to strip. Brie smiled to herself as she undressed in front of him. He buckled her into the seat and kissed her on the lips before placing a blindfold over her eyes.
Her body was already tingling with excitement as the plane took off. Once in the air, Sir told her to unbuckle and walk toward his voice. She made her way over to him, her arms outstretched.
Strong arms encased her. Rytsar asked in a gruff voice, “What do we have here?”
He lifted her off her feet amid happy squeals and carried her to the front of the cabin. He set her down and bound her wrists behind her back in cuffs. He then secured her to the wall with a hook mounted there, moving down to bind her ankles next.
He stepped back when he was done, and asked Sir, “What do you think?”
“Nice, but I think we could use some more ornamentation.” Sir moved over to her, his touch causing goosebumps on her skin as he played with her nipples. “Something delicate and decorative.” She felt the pressure of a tweezer clamp on her nipple, but he kept the tension light as he tightened it, not wanting to evoke her milk rushing in. He then secured the other clamp, and she felt the delicate chain, weighted down by a jewel, swinging between her breasts.
Sir had a flare for making her feel beautiful during play.
Brie heard them go back to their seats and felt their heated gaze on her.
“Yes, she looks good there,” Sir commented.
