Hold still? Alexa thought that she could barely move. She felt him run some rope across the back of her neck, then pull the ends down in front and run them back behind her under her arms. He knotted the ends between her shoulder blades before pulling her bound hands up into the small of her back and securing them to the makeshift harness with a short length of rope.
“How’s that feel?” he asked. She didn’t answer him.
“Well, you tell me if it starts to hurt.”
Alexa merely grunted. She was feeling angry and frustrated, now that the waves of pleasure were beginning to subside. But there was nothing she could do about it…and that was strangely arousing.
