Page 108 of Truth

We watched as Logan picked up a brown leather bag and placed it beside the couch. Kneeling down, he unzipped it and removed a black leather collar with a D-ring. He walked behind her, unlocked the silver day collar she wore, and replaced it with the leather one.

Going back to his toy bag, Logan removed three lengths of rope. He returned to stand in front of Lily. “Lift your arms.”

Lily stood with her arms out to her side at shoulder height. I’d told Logan I wanted there to be some simple bondage but hadn’t clarified what type. He knew what Lily liked, so I’d thought it best to leave it up to him. It made me smile to see he’d chosen breast bondage. It was one of Lily’s favorites, and something I’d love to try on Brianna one day. The ropes restricted blood flow to the breasts just enough to heighten sensation.

As I watched Logan bind Lily’s breasts, I realized how much more proficient he’d become since the last time I’d seen him use any form of bondage. It made me wonder if he’d found a rope master to mentor him, or if he’d been studying up on his own and using Lily as a practice model. Either way, I was sure she didn’t mind. Lily loved ropes.

Once the ropes were in place surrounding her breasts, he checked to make sure they weren’t too tight before giving Lily permission to lower her arms. So far, so good. Brianna was watching. Her breathing was steady. All was good. Hopefully it would stay that way.

Logan threaded the second rope between the center of Lily’s breasts, underneath her current bindings, and brought it up around her shoulders to create tension. The result was an increased tightening of the rope around each breast. Looking up at Lily’s face, I could already see the euphoria building.

With the breast bondage in place, he took the third and final piece of rope and secured her wrists. When he was satisfied with that, Logan went back to his bag and pulled out a pair of nipple clamps. Brianna saw them as well, and jerked in my arms. I placed a soft kiss on her shoulder and gave her a gentle squeeze.

The clamps Logan had selected were connected by a silver chain. In Lily’s current position, her back arched slightly causing her breasts to jut out.

Leaning down, Logan took her left breast into his mouth and sucked. Lily closed her eyes.

It took several minutes before he appeared to be satisfied and released her breast. He immediately took her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, pulled slightly, and then positioned the clamp. The whole process took less than three seconds. Lily sucked in a breath. Brianna cringed.

Logan moved on to Lily’s other breast and did the same thing. With the clamps on both nipples, he released the chain and let it dangle between her breasts before giving it a light tug. I watched as her skin stretched in reaction to the pull. Lily remained unmoving except for another gulp of air.

“How does that feel?”

“Good, Sir.”

He lowered his hand between Lily’s legs and slipped two fingers beneath the small pair of panties she wore. “Hmm. I see you’re already wet for me. Such a bad girl you are.”

I glanced at Brianna. She was watching with wide eyes, but her breathing was still fairly normal and she wasn’t clenching her fists. I kissed the side of her face and refocused on Logan and Lily.

Lily teetered a little on her heels as Logan thrust his fingers inside her. I couldn’t see how many, but he wasn’t being gentle about it. With every upward motion, she moved, even though I could tell she was attempting to remain still.

“What do you think I should do about your naughty behavior, Lily?”

The movement had been scarcely noticeable, but apparently it hadn’t escaped Logan’s attention. Lily wanted to be spanked, and she wasn’t above being a brat to get it. Logan raised his hand and then slammed it down on her bare ass.

The sound of his hand connecting with her flesh had barely registered before Brianna was up and running. It took only a second for me to realize what had happened... and why.

I was up and out of my chair in a matter of moments, chasing after her. She hadn’t headed toward the door, so there were only so many places she could go in the apartment.

After a few minutes, I found her. She was curled up in a ball in the back of one of Logan and Lily’s closets. She rocked back and forth, mumbling to herself. I knelt down, reaching out to touch her arm, and she jerked away from me.

“Brianna? It’s me, sweetheart.”

No response.

“Brianna. Look at me.”

Still nothing. This wasn’t good.

I sat down crossed-legged in front of her, and waited. She’d come out of it. Eventually. I knew she would. I just had to be patient.

Brianna

Not real. Not real. Not real.

I squeezed my eyes shut, wrapped my arms around my body, and rocked. It would go away. It had to.

The voices. They were back. Screaming. Constantly screaming. And now there were sounds, too. Sounds of hitting and screaming and...

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