"On your feet precious," Sir Randy said as he extended his hand to Eva to help her to her feet. As soon as she was standing he produced a length of soft pink rope from his back pocket. With no explanation he grabbed Eva around the waist, turning her with her back to him at the same time. In less than three seconds he had tied her hands behind her back leaving her totally at his mercy and his every Dominant whim.
He handled her with so much ease and determination that she was certain that he had done that often. She shuddered with the shockwave that rippled through her entire body as he dominated her tenderly and totally.
She quickly looked back at Sir Dan who had already pulled Dragonspark close to him. When he saw Eva he grinned and produced a condom from his pocket which he quickly threw over his shoulder. He nodded to Eva and she understood that he was telling her that she could be with Sir Randy without protection. But then, she was not really shocked since she knew that her Sir always insisted on recent STD test results with anyone he allowed to use her.
She gasped, and looked at Sir Randy again as he pulled her back tightly against him and reached around to squeeze her titties. He held her in a vice grip as he rubbed his stiff cock against her naked ass. He had left her in the torn Bettie Page t-shirt that Master Snake had put on her before she was auctioned off. And she still had the rose that Sir Dave had put behind her ear.
She heard a low subtle growl in her ear, and as he slipped a hand beneath the shirt he tore it a little more while he roughly squeezed her huge tits. He was nibbling on her neck as he loosened the arm around her waist and lowered that hand to her cunt.
As his warm tongue traced the length of her neck he sucked an earlobe into his mouth and sucked on it seductively while he rolled her nipple between his fingers and squeezed her pussy mound firmly, seductively, insistently. She was so hot and ready to be fucked that she couldn't help grinding her cunt onto his hand just as insistently.
She wanted him and she needed him so badly that she was whimpering with the ache that was growing stronger as he continued to pinch and fondle her little cunt. She began to grind against his hand harder as her breathing quickened.
"Oh, please fuck me Sir Randy, please," she begged breathlessly. "I am so hot and I need you so." She gasped at her outburst half afraid that he would stop touching her as Sir Dan often did when she tried to take control and rush things. But he didn't. Instead, he grabbed her cunt mound even tighter and slipped one finger in the top of her pussy crack just far enough to press it firmly and keep a steady hold on her clit at the same time.
Suddenly, she lost control and began to hump her bottom back and forth between pressing against his hand and rubbing her naked ass against the stiff cock that was trying to force its way through the fabric to reach her. "Sir Randy," she squealed, "I am sorry. I am so hot for your touch that I can't help it. Please forgive me and please FUCK ME!"
"No apologies little one. My cock has been hard for you since I laid eyes on you. So, we might as well take the edge off a little, don't you think?"