Elias’s Pov
I got to the studio early that morning because I couldn't stop thinking about Liora. The way she came yesterday with her fingers buried in her own p***y while I jerked off watching. It was burned into my head, i set up the chaise in the center of the room and laid out the silk ropes on the table next to my palette.
It was soft enough not to mark her skin too hard but strong enough to hold her exactly where I wanted her. I mixed some fresh paint while I waited, dark reds and deep blues. Colors that would look good against her when she was tied and flushed.
The door opened around noon. She walked in wearing the same jeans and loose shirt as before. Her hair was down today, she looked nervous but excited. I could see it in her eyes.
"Strip," I told her. "We're doing something
