The sun had set behind the mountains when the three guards carried Nova back inside. Her body was still buzzing from the glass room — skin warm, p***y and ass throbbing, dried squirt and c*m sticky on her thighs. She barely had time to breathe before Kane tossed her over his shoulder and headed straight for the master bedroom.
The room was huge and dark, dominated by a massive four-poster bed with thick wooden posts. They dropped her in the middle of the mattress.
“On your back, princess,” Kane ordered.
Nova obeyed, heart racing. Rafe and Drake grabbed soft black ropes from the nightstand. They stretched her arms wide and tied her wrists to the top posts. Then they spread her legs far apart and tied each ankle to the bottom posts, leaving her completely open and helpless, p***y and ass
