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With hesitant hands, Tanner does as Luther says. “I’ve never done this before,” he says, his fingers purposefully brushing my erect nipples as he moves the rope over them and begins tying it around me.

“Me neither,” I whisper.

Gaining confidence, Tanner winds the blue rope under my breasts and around my back, then I feel it crisscross and return to my front. “Good,” Luther says, gesturing to my breasts. “Now pulls it up between them and over her shoulders.”

“Like this?” Tanner asks.

“Perfect.” Luther disappears from my line of sight. He’s behind me; I can feel his heat. Suddenly, he tugs my arms back so my shoulder blades are straining toward one another Then he grabs the rope Tanner hooked over my shoulders, tugs it down, and binds my wrists too. After my wrists, the rope returns to my waist. Then he almost braids it, so it’s a little thicker, and tells me to open my legs. Without my hands to steady myself, I lean into Tanner’s large steady chest as Luther pulls the rope under my crotch then joins it to the ties at my wrists.

Only my legs and feet can move freely. The rest of my body is completely bound and exposed. I can barely breathe. I’m completely at their mercy. They could do whatever they want to me now, and I couldn’t stop them. Knowing this, but knowing I can trust them completely, is a new kind of pleasure.

When Luther has finished tying me up like a Christmas present, he turns me to face Mack. He tugs on the back of the rope, and the friction between my legs makes me hum.

“Good,” Mack says. “Nova, I think you should say thank you.” He licks his lower lip.

“Thank you,” I whisper.

“Not like that,” he says. “On your knees. Mouth open.”

Unsteady without the use of my hands and arms, I sink awkwardly to my knees. I turn toward Luther’s crotch but Mack snaps, “Facing me. Mouth open. Tongue out.”

I do as he says. Stretching my mouth as wide as I can, I stick out my tongue and wait.

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MACK

Nova is completely at our mercy. Seeing her like this fills me with a hedonistic mixture of pride and lust. “Good girl,” I tell her. Then I look at the boys. “Luther, you first.”

I sit back and watch as Luther frees his pierced cock from his pants. He’s not quite hard, but the second he slaps his shaft onto Nova’s tongue, he stiffens beautifully.

“Keep still,” I tell her. “You are here for them.”

She whimpers, but excitement dances in her eyes as Luther rubs his metal-studded cock over her lips and tongue. When she has moistened it nicely for him, he grips the back of her head and slams into her mouth so hard she gags. The sound she makes sends a vibration of arousal to my dick.

Luther thrusts into her mouth three times, hard, before slowing up. Saliva drips from her mouth. This time, he’s more tender, stroking her lips with his glistening tip. Like the good girl she is, she flicks her tongue over his piercings.

“Do they taste good?” I ask her. “Does Luther’s metal taste good?”

She makes a small mm hmm sound, but it’s muffled by Luther’s cock.

“I can’t hear you,” I bark.

Luther removes his dick just long enough for Nova to say, “Yes, Daddy, he tastes good.”

Behind her, Tanner looks almost ready to blow already. He hasn’t taken his boxers off or touched his dick, but he’s practically shaking with desire as he watches her.

“Tanner feels left out,” I tell her.

Immediately, she turns her face to Tanner. Her arms twitch as if she’s forgotten they’re tied behind her back and was going to use her hands to free him from his boxers. He does it for her then, more tenderly than Luther, he eases his dick into her waiting mouth.

While Tanner strokes her head and whispers things I can’t hear, Luther kneels in front of her and tweaks her rose-red nipple with his index finger. “Her buds are perfect,” he says, flashing me a grin that says he knows how much I want one in my mouth.

“Taste them for me,” I tell him.

Dipping his head, Luther seals his mouth around her left nipple. He’s sucking hard, making her hum onto Tanner’s cock, when he starts to tug on the rope. He jerks it gently, applying just the right amount of pressure to her cunt.

I watch as she starts to grind her hips down onto it, mewing at the friction on her swollen clit. Panting, she releases Tanner from her mouth and says, “Please, someone fuck me.”