DS - Readiness

You offer Rebecca your hand. Smiling shyly, she takes it. The others are quiet as you lead her to the bed and push her down. She falls on top of the bedspread, her pale body contrasting with the dark gray. She instinctively holds her legs together, then nervously spreads them, gazing up at you.

“Do you like handcuffs?” you ask her.

“Um, no,” she replies.

“Fair enough. Ela. Sam.”

Ela and Sam are there in a flash, climbing onto the bed. Each one of them grabs one of Rebecca’s hands and holds it tightly.

You fold your arms and stare down at Rebecca, who shifts around uncomfortably, but the redness in her mound and moisture on her thighs is obvious.

She starts to speak, but Sam stops her.

“Shhh,” she says, and Rebecca closes her mouth.

After you gaze at her long enough to make her wet and crazy, you turn and consider the girls gathered in the room. You need to pick someone from Pink Team. Who?