Her Troika
“Derek was sure he’d never seen something so strangely beautiful; her tall, long lines emphasized by those outlandish heavy boots, the arms tied back, the heavy breasts, as if calling to him, bouncing along to the rhythm of her gait. Her bare sex winked at him between the pumping of trim thighs as she struggled against her bonds, running as best she could toward them, toward the next step in whatever in God’s name was happening here.
“See how she fights it?” Lino pointed. “You must watch that in her. She’s strong.”
“You have no idea,” Kurt muttered, with a grin. “But you will.”
The silver buckles of the harness glinted in the bright sunlight as she drew nearer, the sound of his boots pounding the earth just starting to reach them. Her face was flushed with exertion, a sheen of sweat visible on her skin, her hair blowing about her head.
“Next time, we need to tie her hair back before she inhales it.” Derek had never thought about that possibility before, but without hands and with the l...ength of that blonde hair, he saw it as a real danger.MoreLess
“See how she fights it?” Lino pointed. “You must watch that in her. She’s strong.”
“You have no idea,” Kurt muttered, with a grin. “But you will.”
The silver buckles of the harness glinted in the bright sunlight as she drew nearer, the sound of his boots pounding the earth just starting to reach them. Her face was flushed with exertion, a sheen of sweat visible on her skin, her hair blowing about her head.
“Next time, we need to tie her hair back before she inhales it.” Derek had never thought about that possibility before, but without hands and with the l...ength of that blonde hair, he saw it as a real danger.MoreLess
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