"Please, leave her out of this," I beg. Usually, I hate begging, but for Olivia's sake, I will do anything.
"You lost your right to ask for favors," Master snaps, pushing me backwards. He pushes me until the back of my legs touch the bed. "Lie back," he tells me. I do so, not wanting to make things worse. "Arms up," he commands. I put them up. "Olivia, tie his wrists."
"Master, please, I don't want to hurt him," she says quietly, glancing over at me. I just shake my head, letting her know not to argue with him.
"I won't ask you again, Olivia," Master growls.
Olivia approaches the bed and ties my wrists to each of the bedposts using the rope Master has there. I have a feeling that Master never planned on having this be a treat. He knew how I would react to him asking me to take Oliv
