Rigging: Purest of Prose
Warnings for implied nudity, sexual situations, and BDSM.
Josiah watched his partner. Emily was in the middle of roping their girl intricately; first encasing most of the girl’s arms and legs in a delicate rope web before moving onto securing her to the human-sized spider web in the corner, all while leaving most of the girl bare. It wasn’t like she was naked; Emily had covered a fair bit of skin with rope, just not the parts she’d have to cover to go out in public.
He’d always thought Emily was far more talented than he was when it came to rope, and that’s why she was doing the rigging not him. "Lady Em, do you require any assistance from me?" he asked as he approached her.
Emily turned to face him, a giant grin on her face. "That's alright. I'm almost done here. Well, how do you think our girl looks?” Emily swept aside, careful not to get herself tangled in the rope on the floor. “I’m almost done, and then I’m sure she’ll enjoy whatever you can come up with,” Emily said as she pinched the girl’s ass.
“Oh, I have ideas. And it seems you’ve catered your rigging to those without even knowing it,” Josiah said as he lightly bit Emily’s neck just below her ear. He really wanted to sink his teeth in and watch her melt in his arms, but Josiah needed Emily to finish, and that would never happen if he turned her into a puddle of goo.
Emily moaned in his arms and grabbed his shoulder for support. “Later. I’ll happily present myself on a silver platter when we’re alone, but for now, we have a beautifully trussed up girl waiting rather impatiently,” Emily grinned as she caressed the girl’s hips and thighs, “for me to finish tying her up and you to start doing devious things to her.”
Josiah smiled wickedly as he mirrored Emily’s motions on her thighs causing her to whimper. “I will be taking you up on that platter later.”
When Emily had finished tying the girl (who Josiah had refused to address as anything other than ‘girl’ since the moment they’d negotiated their scene) he took her place after grabbing Emily by the hair and forcing her to her knees next to him. “Two beautiful girls all for me. Whatever shall I do?”
From behind her gag, Josiah could barely make out the girl’s words, but he was fairly certain she had just said “Whatever you want, Sir.”
“I doubt you’d like that as much as you think, girl, and I believe I’ve got at least one objection from Lady Emily. I think she’s disappointed that I want her subservient tonight. I think she wants to keep playing with you.”
The girl moaned again, pulling slightly against her rope as Emily nodded, pouting. “I was hoping to have my wicked way with her as well.”
Josiah watched his partner. Emily was in the middle of roping their girl intricately; first encasing most of the girl’s arms and legs in a delicate rope web before moving onto securing her to the human-sized spider web in the corner, all while leaving most of the girl bare. It wasn’t like she was naked; Emily had covered a fair bit of skin with rope, just not the parts she’d have to cover to go out in public.
He’d always thought Emily was far more talented than he was when it came to rope, and that’s why she was doing the rigging not him. "Lady Em, do you require any assistance from me?" he asked as he approached her.
Emily turned to face him, a giant grin on her face. "That's alright. I'm almost done here. Well, how do you think our girl looks?” Emily swept aside, careful not to get herself tangled in the rope on the floor. “I’m almost done, and then I’m sure she’ll enjoy whatever you can come up with,” Emily said as she pinched the girl’s ass.
“Oh, I have ideas. And it seems you’ve catered your rigging to those without even knowing it,” Josiah said as he lightly bit Emily’s neck just below her ear. He really wanted to sink his teeth in and watch her melt in his arms, but Josiah needed Emily to finish, and that would never happen if he turned her into a puddle of goo.
Emily moaned in his arms and grabbed his shoulder for support. “Later. I’ll happily present myself on a silver platter when we’re alone, but for now, we have a beautifully trussed up girl waiting rather impatiently,” Emily grinned as she caressed the girl’s hips and thighs, “for me to finish tying her up and you to start doing devious things to her.”
Josiah smiled wickedly as he mirrored Emily’s motions on her thighs causing her to whimper. “I will be taking you up on that platter later.”
When Emily had finished tying the girl (who Josiah had refused to address as anything other than ‘girl’ since the moment they’d negotiated their scene) he took her place after grabbing Emily by the hair and forcing her to her knees next to him. “Two beautiful girls all for me. Whatever shall I do?”
From behind her gag, Josiah could barely make out the girl’s words, but he was fairly certain she had just said “Whatever you want, Sir.”
“I doubt you’d like that as much as you think, girl, and I believe I’ve got at least one objection from Lady Emily. I think she’s disappointed that I want her subservient tonight. I think she wants to keep playing with you.”
The girl moaned again, pulling slightly against her rope as Emily nodded, pouting. “I was hoping to have my wicked way with her as well.”