Picking up the rope beside her head, he warned, "I have to tie your hands to make sure you don't move. Bear with me pie," and for some reason, she wanted to protest. If he was tying her up, it meant she wouldn't be able to handle whatever he was about to do next.
Even though her mind screamed to protest, her body was betraying her thoughts. The fact that they were both naked under each other made her stomach twist in joy. The feeling was ecstatic and she didn't want to stop feeling it. Just a little more and was she going to protest?
One by one, he picked up her hands and tied them to the pole behind the bed.
Staring into her eyes, he inquired, "Are you a virgin pie?" Wanting to know if she was truly and completely innocent before he continued to the next step.
"Yes," looking away, she answered and nodded, shy to look at him.
"No, stare at him!" Tilting her head back, he instructed, causing her to slowly open her eyes to look at him.
