"What would you like to do now?" Tyson asked as he untied Nina's sore and reddened wrists.
"Can I have a few minutes to think about it?" Nina asked, and Tyson nodded to her, sitting with her and rubbing one of her wrists.
"Take as long as you need," he hummed. "I'm content right here, if you take until the evening to decide."
Nina giggled. "Why did you only tie my wrists? You didn't put in a gag, or n****e rings, or even tie my ankles."
"It was all I could bring myself to do," Tyson admitted. "I wanted you too badly to wait any longer."
"Oh," Nina giggled. "Well, that's fine. I wanted you just as bad." She would've let him take her right at the door, if he'd wanted.
"I knew that," Tyson said, breathing in her hair. "Which made it that much harder to get you down here."
"Ah," Nina no
