Chapter 1: Introduction
Delicious anticipation smoldered within Fillia as she slowly opened her eyes. Morning sunlight streamed in from the tall windows, casting bands of golden warmth across the crimson bedsheets. The room was scented with the rich aroma of olive oil; her nostrils flared as she caught a faint drift on the air. She arched her back, pushing her nipples against her satin nightgown. A moan escaped as her hips shifted, feeling the warmth between her legs, she knew there was only one reason she'd ever find herself so pleasurably restrained.
She glanced at the foot of the bed and her breath hitched.
An elegant figure hung from the ceiling, arms raised, hands bound with gleaming silver cuffs. Eliza's head hung listlessly forward, her blonde hair cascading down to cover her face. Translucent black panels encased her slender curvaceous frame, and thick buckled straps gripped her thighs, waist, and ankles.
The sight of Eliza's submission ignited a blaze of desire deep in Fillia's core.
She writhed against the red velvet sheets, feeling her own silk restraints caress her wrists and ankles. A trickle of sweat ran down her temples, as her skin-tight nighty clung to the damp mound between her thighs. Her nipples hardened into little peaks beneath the flimsy fabric, as she strained against the bedposts.
Each movement made the silk covering her mouth slip back and forth, arousing her further.
Fillia's gaze trailed up her lover's body, taking in the stunning view. She heard Eliza's strangled whimper, realizing her submissive lover was struggling to free herself. The raw scene fueling the fire within her.
"Fuck, Eli, I'm tied down here too, not like I can help much." Her voice was a throaty whisper, thick with lust. She pulled against her restraints as lust surged through her veins.