Page 38 of His Keepsake


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“I’m sorry for moving!”

Emme had finally said what I’d asked her to say. After a few drawn-out seconds, while noting how she was jerking in breaths, but no longer begging me to stop, I released her nipple. Fresh tears had welled.

“How I love these.” I stroked her cheek where they’d left a shiny trail. Axl squatted beside me.

“Too bad she got loose. The wrap is used up, and I was going to suggest you fuck the other end that you lubed earlier.”

I chuckled. “Yeah. I’m trying out that stuff Gabe sells. Find the leash. You, girl, get down on the floor and wait for him. On your front. Lie there while we talk.”

I straightened, watching as she obeyed and flattened herself to the floor, despite the plastic tying her feet together and how cold the floor would be on her naked body.

Axl clipped the leash onto her collar. “I’d rather talk outside. You mentioned hosing? That sounds fun.”

“Meh.” I screwed up my nose. “Maybe later.” I wanted to talk to Axl but keep her where I could look at her. Just the sight of her lusciously rounded ass waiting before us was reviving me. Hours had passed since I took her.

However, we couldn’t say what I wanted to if she could hear us. Trying to block her ears would take too long and be tedious, even if I did want her on my lap to play with.

“Damn.” I adjusted my jeans.

“No?” Smirking, Axl looked where I was looking. “She’s not that dirty, I guess?”

“No, she isn’t.”

“I don’t want to be hosed,” Emme piped up, peeking from beneath her hand, with one eye. “The bath was nicer.”

“You let her in your bath?”

“I did. How about we put our conversation on hold until I can find somewhere to put her.”

“Right.”

We needed to talk without her listening.

The only reason we’d arrived when we did was because he’d doubled back and looked through the side window of the kitchen—and saw her wriggling out of the plastic-wrap bondage.

“It’s my turn to be inventive…since I let you have her first.” He let me? I held off on smacking the back of his head. Axl was riffing off what he thought I wanted said. “Let’s tie her to your patio beams at the far end with something stuck inside that asshole.”

She grimaced and mouthed a no at us both.

“Aww, sweet of her to make suggestions.”

I chuckled. “Sure. Let’s do that. I have some ideas. We can talk outside and watch her be uncomfortably turned on.”

“Then we can fuck her after dinner. Maybe at dinner. I have something to do at home, but I’m reserving a place at the table.”

“Fetch my arm binder, rope, dildo, butt plug, and a ball gag.” I stuck my foot on her hair. “I’ll wait. Emme is waiting too.”

Her huff of annoyance fed my soul. I would break her eventually, it always happened, but until then, she would be our property and our toy.

“Sure.”

Axl knew where my stuff was kept and returned within a minute.

We began to slip her arms into the arm-binder, buckling the sleeves together so her arms were locked behind her. Her physical resistance recommenced. She sobbed and cursed us. She tried to get up and run—stupid of course as her feet were still wrapped and two men could easily overpower her.

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