#cecily.

"yeah?" that got another wide smile from cecily, pleased enough that whatever she was doing seemed to be working. not that she'd really done anything yet. cuffing sienna and spreading her out had been a fairly casual process. something that mirrored her everyday rather bubbly sort of charm. "okay, hang on," she shuffled off the bed, giggling to herself about the fact that sienna couldn't go anywhere anyway. when she came back it was with a silk sleeping eye mask and a paper bag full of other things. "let me..." she tilted sienna's head up to slip the eye mask on her, tugging it down her face before she settled on the bed between her legs. "remember, just let me know if you want to stop, okay?" cecily then grabbed a small bullet vibrator from inside the bag, turning it on and letting it rest at the inside of sienna's thigh whilst she waited on her agreeing.

“i want you to be able to move a little,” cecily admitted, coy and soft in her delivery. it didn’t last long before a wicked smile formed upon her lips. “because i want to see you struggle.” a solitary finger trailed up the inside of brianna’s thigh and over her length, thumb taking over to circle around the red tip of her cock. “how many times do you think you can cum?” she asked with genuine curiosity, moving herself so that she could instead be on her knees in between brianna’s spread legs. this way she could lean down to press her mouth back along the same path her fingertip had only just taken, this time pausing as she reached her cock and awaited her answer.

“how does it feel?” as she sat back on her heels cecily beamed down at them before letting her gaze sweep over their whole body. they lay in the middle of her king-sized bed, all four limbs bound by strong leather cuffs to each post, looking perfectly inviting. she wanted to jump them immediately. she could be patient though. she’d waited long enough to get the chance to do something like this and she wasn’t going to ruin it by being too eager. “not too tight? how do your shoulders feel?” her lower lip tucked beneath her top teeth as she reached out to press a finger between their ankle and the cuff, sure she’d given them just enough room not to cut off their circulation but to leave them unable to move far.