Chapter 18 The Coercion #2
She sits in the chair. Her cheeks are red, but she meets my eyes. I lower to sit on the coffee table. There’s something so beautiful about how she gives in to us. How she craves our touch, but still holds back. How she meets us head on even when we push her.
“Right foot please.”
She lifts her foot up for me. I take my time untying her boot, loosening the laces, and taking it along with her sock off her foot.
Meanwhile, she’s sitting in her panties on full display for the guys.
She clenches the seat of the chair on both sides.
Her breasts are just the right size. They rise and fall with every quickened breath.
Her nipples are hard and tight, begging for someone’s mouth. Soon.
I drop her boot to the side.
“Other foot.”
Following orders, she lifts her boot. Fuck, I love a girl who takes orders. My cock twitches with need.
“At least have her touch herself while you do that,” Jack says. “You always take too long.”
“Hardly. We’ve never had such a captive audience before.” I wink at Harper. “Have we, kitten?”
Her hands clutch the arms of the chair and her eyes track my every movement. I deposit her boot to the side and release her foot.
“Stand.” I walk up to her, so close my shirt brushes against her nipples. They tighten even more for me. Her dark eyes meet mine. Her lips part, and I restrain myself from tasting her again. “Caden, come do the honors since they belong to you.”
I step back, and Caden comes over to strip the panties off Harper.
She puts her hand on his shoulder to lift her feet out of them.
I’m surprised he doesn’t do anything more to her, but he takes her panties, inhales them, and shoves them in his pocket.
Her breath catches a little as she meets Caden’s eyes.
I close in on Harper again. “You need a safe word. Something that’s not no or stop. Something so we know you want to end what’s happening, or at least pause it.”
Her dark eyes lift to mine as she mulls over the word. My shirt brushes against her nipples again, and she sucks in a breath. “Arrow.”
“If you say arrow, everyone will stop what they’re doing to you.” I look at the guys, and they all nod. “I need a pillow.”
Nico holds one out to me.
Gesturing to the chair, I say, “Sit, kitten.”
She sits down stiffly, aware she’s naked on someone else’s furniture.
“Scoot forward.”
When she does, I slide the pillow behind her lower back. I return to the table for the silky ties. She watches, curious, as I tie her wrists to the arms of the chair first. She gives a little tug to see if she can move, but they hold her tight.
“Spread your legs.”
“What?” She hesitates with her knees pressed together. Worry lingers in her eyes.
“Trust me to keep you safe.” I stroke my hand over her jaw. If this is going to work for the year, she needs to trust us. “If you want something to stop, you have the power. You just say?”
“Arrow.”
“And if your mouth is full?”
Her eyes widen, but then she remembers. “I snap my fingers.”
“Show me.”
She snaps her fingers.
“Spread your legs, kitten.” I’m not trying to trick her into fucking us. I just want to play with her on my terms.
She searches my eyes for a moment and must find what she needs to convince her. She moves forward and spreads her legs, showing me her lovely pussy. All pink and wet. Always so wet for us. Like she was created just for our pleasure.
Trust has to be earned. She’s still skittish because she doesn’t trust us.
I’d blame Luke, but we’ve all pushed in our own ways.
I bend to tie her leg to the chair. Then I adjust her position a little to make sure we have access to all the important bits before I tie her other leg. When I stand, I grab the blindfold.
Her dark eyes meet mine, and I can see her trying to trust me.
She’s willing to try at least. This is a test for all of us, really.
She’s spread open before us. We could take her, and she might complain but she’d enjoy it.
But we’d lose her trust forever. I wrap the blindfold on and make sure it’s secure.
I won’t let that happen. Not tonight or any other night.
I want her trust almost as much as I want her body. I won’t let anyone take advantage of either.
“Remember, don’t come and don’t talk. If you do, I’ll punish you.”
“How will you—”
I smack her pussy. Her mouth opens, she curls a little into herself, and her knees flex to close, but my ties are secure.
“Don’t speak. Don’t come. Or you’ll be punished. Nod if you understand.”
She nods, and I turn my back on her to talk to the guys.
“I’ll be telling you what to do. You also won’t speak. I’ll indicate who I want to do what to Harper by pointing to you. If you require undressing for what I ask, I leave it up to you how far down you disrobe.”
Jack stands and starts taking off his clothes. I shake my head. He’s always so eager to be naked.
“Get off as needed. If you come, do so on Harper or in Harper’s mouth.”
I turn to look at Harper as her mouth opens and closes and then opens again.
“Do you have something to add, kitten? Shake or nod your head.”
She frowns, but then she shakes her head.
“Good. Questions?”
“Perhaps some towels?” Luke gestures to the wooden floor. “In case of clean-up, of course.”
I nod to Caden, and he walks to the bathroom to grab some towels.
Taking my seat on the coffee table, I study Harper. Her chest and face are flushed red. Her breathing is quick. Poor girl has just started having orgasms, and I’m going to take them away. Caden sets the towels beside me.
I turn and point to Nico. “Put your cock in her mouth.”
“Kitten, turn your head to the left and open your mouth.”
Let the game begin.