With no other choice I extend my arm, and she encircles my thin bone with the bracelet, buckling it tightly closed. The leather is soft and it isn’t uncomfortable, but it grips me very closely and it’s probably impossible to slip it off, even cumshot over my slim hand. She has to lean right over me to secure my other wrist, the one which is on the far side of the bed. While she does so her breasts briefly press against mine through the twin layers of our wraps. “At least tell me your name,” I order her, needing to reduce my rapidly mounting nerves by establishing some kind of superiority over this woman who now has me helpless. “Nastya,” she answers simply, and then, “my name is Nastya.” While Nastya confirms my wrists are tightly held, one of the other women begins pulling out my ankle. I resist instinctively for a moment, until she pulls harder and I must accept she’ll succeed whether I fight her or not. As a healthy Gaianesian, I’m muscular and my limb is probably heavy, so even though I don’t like the sensation of spreading my thighs, to help a fellow female I open my legs for them and move my feet to the corner of the bed. There is the same sensation of the warm leather wrapping around my ankles, and then surrounding me in its tight hold. “Good girl,” Nastya tells me, as though she’s praising a child. Bound for the first time in my life, I experimentally test the strength of my restraints, hearing a clang when I try to pull my hands back in to protect my body. I’d expected I’d be much tougher than such thin metal, but there is no give whatsoever in the alloy attaching the leather to the bed. It’s certainly not going to amateur snap with my efforts. So I twist and turn my wrists instead, trying to reach back to the buckles with my fingers, and there also I quickly confirm that even touching them would require an impossible act of contortion. I’m sure there must be some simple way out of this captivity, but it’s evading me for the moment. Meanwhile my heart has accelerated to race with barely controlled panic. If Riyena walks in here before Acheron, we’re lost, and that should be my main concern, and yet the feeling of being tied up and helpless on my back is somehow currently worse than the far greater danger from tits the Harken woman. Unable even to release my wrists, my ankle restraints feel as far away as another world. A cool draught on my sex informs me that with my wrap being so short, anyone between my legs would be gifted an uninhibited view of my genitals. It’s impossible in this position for me not to feel totally vulnerable when I can’t even reach my hands in to protect my own body. Where the hell is Acheron? It’s probably going to amuse him when he walks in and sees the haughty Gaianesian woman to be lying here spread-eagled and chained up, unable to teen do anything but look up at the soft ceiling lights, but it’s acutely humiliating to be that woman. If he’s waiting deliberately I’m gonna absolutely blowjob kill him for this. Nastya leaves my view of the ceiling for a moment, and there is the sound of something heavy scraping on the table. I look in time to see her loom back over me, holding the thing that looks like the animal harness. Argh! The dumb implanted bitch thinks she’s going to get me in that thing, but this time enough is enough. “No way,” I say, shaking my head angrily. “Absolutely no way.” “He led her into the position to be poisoned.” I straighten, struggling to focus my blurry vision, to spot my mother's form. Who was she kidding, they both thought. He look at my father as he nodded. “I don't know how I'm cumming so hard, Master! “What the fuck? 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