My Stepsister Moved Into the Guest Room at Thirty novel · Chapter 6 of 24
Chapter 6: Drawstrings
"Arms up," Flora said.
I was lying on my back on my own bed at three on Sunday afternoon, naked, and I put my arms over my head.
My shift started at seven.
We had been in bed since lunch, and I was already limp and flushed from two orgasms.
Flora knelt over my hips, also naked, with her hair loose over her shoulders.
She held up a pair of navy scrub pants, and she pulled the drawstring out of the waistband with a quick tug.
"What are you doing?"
"Borrowing this."
She pulled a second pair out of the laundry basket and took that drawstring too.
Two long cotton cords hung from her fist.
I looked at them, and my stomach dropped in a way that had nothing to do with fear.
"Flora."
"You can say no," she said. "You can say it right now, and I'll put them in the trash."
"I didn't say no."
"Then give me your wrists."
She wrapped the first cord around my left wrist twice, snug but not tight.
She knotted it and slipped it through the slats of the wooden headboard.
She did the right wrist the same way.
I tugged, testing.
The cords held, and my arms stayed stretched above my head.
My heart was pounding, and I was shockingly wet.
"You're a control freak," Flora said softly.
"I run a trauma bay."
"You run everything. You run your mother, you run your spice rack, you run me, and you've been running yourself into the ground for years."
She leaned over me, her breasts brushing mine.
"Today you don't run anything. Today you lie there, and you take what I give you."
A shudder went through my whole body.
"Say yes, Robin."
"Yes."
"Good girl."
She kissed me, slow and deep, her hands cupping my face.
Then she sat up and reached over the side of the bed into her duffel bag on my floor.
She came back with a white wand vibrator with a fat rounded head.
I stared at it.
"You brought that to my guest room?"
"I brought it to my sister's guest room, yes. I'm a woman of foresight."
She clicked it on, and it hummed low and strong.
She ran the head slowly down between my breasts, over my stomach, and around my hip bone.
Every inch it passed, my skin lit up.
I pulled at the cords.
I couldn't touch her.
I couldn't move.
I had never felt so completely at the mercy of anything, and it was the most freeing thing that had ever happened to me.
"Spread your legs," Flora said.
I spread them.
She settled between my knees and laid the vibrator flat against my clit.
I screamed.
I did not mean to, but the buzzing went through me, hard and deep, and my hips bucked up off the mattress.
"Shhh," Flora whispered. "The neighbors."
"I can't."
"You can. You're doing it so well."
She turned the setting up.
The pulses rolled through my clit and my pussy and into my thighs.
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