Chapter 3: Building Tension
Andrew slides his fingers along Lisa's trembling thighs, tracing an electrifying path that sends shivers tingling down her spine. Lisa's body strains against the cold metal cuffs, but it only adds to the allure of the chain linking her to the polished wooden table. Her breath hitches, eyes fluttering behind the soft woolen blindfold as Andrew's lips ghost over her throbbing inner thighs.
A gentle whimper slips past her gag, and she parts her legs wider to welcome his touch.
Above her, Andrew hums a happily-strung chuckle that makes her want to giggle, though her gag muffles the sound. In the corner of her dimlit world, she can hear the swish of Chelsea's clothes hitting the cold marble floor. She feels an electric current of excitement race through her, knowing that her friend is undressing for Andrew in perfect synchronicity with every deliberate touch he teases her with.