Yvonne took the waist of Ruby’s panties and stripped them down her legs, leaving her naked and exposed. Ruby’s heart raced.

Yvonne trailed her hand down the center of Ruby’s stomach. “I’m not done with you yet. Spread your feet apart.”

Ruby obeyed. Yvonne took the rope hanging from Ruby’s chest, slipped it between Ruby’s thighs, and pulled it up at the back, tying it off between her shoulder blades. The slight pressure of the rope between Ruby’s legs made the urge to move unbearable. Ruby shifted her hips, causing the rope to rub against her. She let out a surprised gasp, a dart of pleasure shooting deep into her.

Yvonne’s lips curled up at the corners. “That should encourage you to stay still while I finish tying you up.”

Ruby stopped moving, but it didn’t help. Even breathing made the rope shift, nudging against her most sensitive places, amplifying the heat within her with every second. All the while, Yvonne continued, tying the ropes down Ruby’s stomach, hips, and thighs, all the way to her ankles.

“Now I’m finished.” Yvonne drew her eyes down Ruby’s bound body. “What a tantalizing work of art you are.” She stepped to the side, giving Ruby a clear view of herself in the mirror. “Take a look for yourself?”

Ruby looked at herself in the mirror. She was bound from head to toe, a ladder of knots running down the front of her body, from her upstretched arms, to her hips, then down each of her legs.

She drew in a breath. She certainly felt like a piece of art, living and breathing. The contrast between the dark ropes and her skin was striking, and restrained as she was, Ruby was as helpless as a sculpture. Although her legs were free, with her arms stretched high above her, she could barely move.

Yvonne watched Ruby in the mirror, a ravenous look in her eyes. “Think about all the things I could do with you right now.”

She drew her palm down Ruby’s chest, sweeping it over her breast. Ruby’s breathing deepened, causing the rope between her legs to pull, sending ripples of need through her. A whimper fell from her lips.

“By the looks of things, I don’t even have to do anything,” Yvonne said. “I could simply leave you as you are and watch you slowly come undone.”

Ruby bit back a groan. She was quickly reaching the point where her arousal was becoming unbearable, and Yvonne had barely touched her. This was all Ruby’s own doing, yet she was unable to relieve the ache within herself.

Yvonne stepped in close, pressing her body to Ruby’s, letting her lips graze Ruby’s cheek. “But what’s the fun of having a toy when you can’t play with her?”

She reached down their bodies and tugged the rope running between Ruby’s thighs upward. Ruby gasped, pleasure reverberating through her. Yvonne ran her hand up Ruby’s chest, tweaking a nipple with her fingertips. Ruby bucked against Yvonne. She was already right on the edge.