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"The walls are insulated from noise," offered Caroline. "No one's ever complained about Nora's cries of pleasure."

"As a good playroom should," said Sam. The demeanor of our first few dates returned to her along with her slowed, sensual movements. Just knowing what followed her strokes of confidence and husky tones set off the ache of arousal between my thighs.

"Limits," said Caroline, as she popped the button on Nora's shirt, now leaving her exposed to us. I had a difficult time looking at her while in Sam's presence. She was beautiful, of course, lithe and slender with the softly toned muscles of a yoga practitioner.

"It's okay to look," whispered Sam against my ear. "We're here to watch, baby."

"First limit is what she said." Caroline nodded to us. "Look all you want for both of you. Rosie, you're allowed to touch either one of us if you feel like it. Sam can only touch Nora if Nora initiates." Caroline met Sam's gaze and she nodded her agreement.

"No one touches Rosie except me, unless Rosie verbally requests it." Sam squeezed my hand. "Do you agree, my sweet?"

"Yes." I nodded right away, keeping myself tucked against her.

"But what if I wanted to cuddle with Rosie?" Nora nearly pouted, her eyes on me now. Unlike before, a glazed-over expression dimmed her gaze and widened her pupils.

"Then you ask her first," said Sam, her voice almost stern. "Your sub has wandering hands," she told Caroline.

"I don't disagree," she replied, smirking as she gave Nora's hip a firm swat. "Leave Rosie be."

Nora pouted and bat her lashes at Caroline who shook her head with a smirk.

"We're gentle mostly," said Caroline, more to me than Sam. "No blood or extreme pain. No rough play or forced anything. If you're uncomfortable, use your safe word. What is it?"

"Snowman," I told her. "What's yours?"

"Pork chops," answered Nora, and Caroline placed her palm against Nora's naked stomach. Her legs squirmed and Caroline urged her to stand.

"Sam will talk you through everything, Rosie," Caroline said, drawing her gaze from me to Nora. "C'mon, kitten." Caroline guided Nora to the bed and she immediately rolled onto all fours. Caroline chuckled, and gave her legs a tug. "No you don't. You don't get what you want right away just because we have company."

Sam laughed softly in my ear and I turned sideways in her lap so I could see her, too. She stroked my cheeks and tucked my hair behind my ear. "Are you nervous?"

"A little. I've never watched people...you know."

"Except in porn." She grinned and I covered my face for a moment, nodding.

"Yes."

"I'll talk you through everything they're doing. Consent goes all ways, baby. So if you don't want me touching you or you're not feeling it, use our safe word, okay?"

"Okay. I trust you, Samirah." I caressed her arms while she held me.

"That makes me very happy to hear." She placed a soft kiss on my lips and I nibbled her bottom lip when we parted. "What you should know is Nora likes to be tied up. Not held down, but around her wrists. See what Caroline is doing?"

I returned my attention to the duo on the bed. Nora writhed under Caroline, who wound a purple rope around her wrists. The way she tied it wasn't simply a willy-nilly knot. She wrapped the rope in neat coils, weaving together her wrists all the way to her elbows. Nora's breath lifted her chest quicker than expected under the circumstances. When she was through, Caroline leaned down to whisper something in her ear. Nora whimpered, nodding while Caroline urged her on to her stomach.

"What she's going to do is deny her orgasms over and over. So she might whine or squirm, perhaps plead or beg for release. It's all part of it, but it might sound a little scary at first," Samirah explained, her voice soft against me.

"Does she call her Mistress or anything?"

"Nope. We're both more about the playing aspect, less about formalities. For me, it keeps me feeling more involved to be called my own name. If I'm borrowing a sub at a club or something, they can call me Mistress. But my own, no. I don't like it. Caroline doesn't like it at all. It pisses her off for some reason."

As promised, Nora whined and wiggled until Caroline tethered her wrists to the headboard. She urged her onto her knees and from that position, we could see all of Nora's exposed parts. I leaned further against Sam again and she dropped her chin on my shoulder.

"It's okay to enjoy what you see."

"I don't know if I can." I met her gaze, biting my lip before saying, "I only want to see you."

"My sweet Rosie…" She ran her thumb over my cheek. I leaned into her touch then hugged her as my heart pounded in my chest. A swell of emotion, laced with affection for her, surged through me and all I wanted was her.