Page 38 of Room Twenty-Three: Tangled & Teased

We want someone like Erin… we want Erin.

I side glance Jove as he takes the rope he secured around her waist. His eyes close for a moment as he inhales, a small growl emitting from him as he crosses the bind over her clit.

Erin gasps as she raises on her tiptoes when his hand lightly grazes between her legs. “Relax Erin, this needs to be applied with the correct pressure for you to receive pleasure and not pain.”

Atty stands behind her and wraps one arm under her tits, pressing her against him. “You’re doing so well. I’m going to touch your breasts now.”

Erin nods. Atty presses a kiss against her cheek as his fingers lightly brush against her hard nipples. Every touch is testing to see how much she really wants.

Atty starts securing the jute in his hand to the flat knot at her cleavage and then wraps the rope underneath her breasts, around her back, over her shoulders and back to the start.

He starts again.

My eyes wander to look between her legs where Jove is making sure the jute is touching her clit. He pulls at the rope as a whimper leaves Erin’s throat.

“Only the binds and toys will touch you here until you ask for more.” Jove stares at the vibrators and instruments she picked out. And a few that he added himself.

Erin nods as his hands do their magic again, securing more binds. Touching her hips, stroking over her ass, her stomach. Each touch makes her moan. Atty and I are getting turned on by watching her squirm under his touch.

“Do we have permission to touch you anywhere?” Jove says.

I laugh because Atty already sucked and touched her nipple.

“Yes.”

“Good girl,” Jove says, making Erin purr like a kitten.

I want to be the one who ties her wrists. The one who takes her ultimate power away from her. To see her eyes as she loses her ability to touch us. The moment she can only feel our touch.

I take her bound wrists and hold them in the air, securing them to the ring above her head. She pulls against the binds for a moment. We let her stay in the position until we know she can take the rest of what we plan.

The three of us stand back and look at our creation. The perfect woman tied by our knots. I’m impressed by Atty’s precision with the perfect crisscross pattern across her breasts. Her hands bound to the ring above, make her tits stand out.

Her eyes stare into mine as I say, “Remember, if you’re scared, red is your safe word. But we will not harm you. Give us your trust, Erin.”

She nods. I take a step forward and place my index finger under her chin, lift her face up before pressing a kiss against her lips.

Her eyes widen for a moment. She licks her lips and smiles. “I want this.”

“We know you do, baby,” Jove says. I’m sure Atty side glances at him at the same time that I do. A term of endearment we never expected to hear from him.

Is he coming around to her?

Does he want her as much as we do?

“We’re going to lower you and connect you properly,” Jove says. He takes hold of her in his safe arms, gently carrying her while dragging the ring until it is hovering over the bed.

I press the lever, lowering the ring as Jove holds her body, and Atty takes her legs. Once she is ready, we place her face down on the bed.

“Relax and spread your limbs,” Jove says, bending her legs at the knees and connecting the loose jute at her ankles to the rope at her waist. The same is done with her arms and finally the ring on the ceiling is connected to Erin at her waist, using a multitude of ropes.

She’s ready.

Jove uses the lever to raise her in the air, but Erin struggles against the tightness. We wait. Knowing it’s only for a moment as the three of us stroke her body, whispering sweet words of encouragement until she is pliant in the air.

Then we sit and watch her, each of us mesmerized by her floating above us. She smiles, full of happiness. She’s comfortable up there. Not scared as she sways blissfully in the air.

“Good girl. You’re beautiful up there, Erin,” Atty whispers.

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