The girl was staring straight ahead, directly at the television screen positioned in front of her. She didn’t turn her head to look at them when they walked into the room.
Closer observation revealed why she didn’t look at them. Coarse rope was wrapped around her throat and drawn up, forcing her to keep her neck extended, chin up and head straight. The silky white ribbon discreetly and innocently concealed the rope from the front.
She was wearing a frothy, silky cream dress, with a wide lace bib on the bodice. It was a girlish, feminine dress that had been ruined in the front, where the lace had been cut out for her nipples to protrude through. Her pink nipples were hard points in the air. The front hem of her dress had been pulled up and clipped to the fabric around her waist with crude wooden clothespins, which kept trembling because the girl’s limbs were twitching restlessly.
Her legs had been dragged apart and bound open. A knotted length of rope ran between her legs, pressing deeply into her nude crotch. There was a thick knot tied there, and she was tipping her hips forward and back, rubbing her cunt against the knot.
The girl was gazing at the television screen, which projected a reflection of herself, live and in living color, in real time. The video camera filming her was positioned just in front of the TV, its red eye recording her. Thin leather cords wrapped around her mouth forced her to permanently purse her lips into an O-shaped hole. A line of drool dribbled from her open mouth to her dress, dampening the fabric so it was translucent.
"Hey babe," his brother said casually as he walked closer. "How are you doing?"
His brother bent his head over a breast and closed his mouth around a nipple. His other hand went to check his girl between her legs.
Grant straightened and waggled his fingers at him. “She’s so wet.” He gave her nipple another lick, curling his tongue around the tip. Grant grinned at him. “Come see.”
He sauntered forward slowly. He and Grant had unspoken coordination, they both moved to stand on either side of her so that their bodies didn’t shield hers from the camera.
He looked closely at the rope bisecting her pussy. “She’s dripping.”
Grant smirked, “Always.” To his girl he said, “Honey, this is my brother, JD.”
"Pleasure meeting you," he murmured.
"It’s going to be her pleasure too," said Grant. He had his teeth around a nipple and was gently worrying it, tugging it out away from her chest while the girl squealed a whimper.
When Grant nodded at him, he took his hands out of his pockets and thumbed the girl’s other nipple between his thumb and index finger, rolling the bud around, pinching it and increasing pressure as he watched her face. Her eyes were fastened compulsively to the TV screen; the rope collaring her didn’t allow her to look down much.
"You film all your sessions?" he asked his brother.
"Most of ‘em. Sometimes I show ‘em to the other guys. I always tell her when I’m going to do it. Makes it a different experience, knowing they’re going to be viewing her begging to be used later on when she’s sleeping it off."
"Has she cum yet?"
"No." Grant said lazily, speaking around kisses on her nipple. "She’s not allowed to without permission. That’s a hard rule, and she knows it. And with the camera, she’s definitely not going to be a bad girl."
The girl sucked breath in and out noisily. They played with her nipples for a while longer, sucking and pulling strongly on the buds, getting the tips long and red and wet from their mouths.
Grant took out two thin cords with small weights on the ends and handed one to him. They each took charge of a nipple and tied it off securely, then tossed the weights over the overhead beam. The girl screamed through her pursed lips. Her eyes were wide.
They took turns pulling and releasing the weighted ends of the cord, trying to see if they could get her breasts to jiggle. Grant paused and retrieved a simple remote.
"You want to control her tits, or the plug in her ass?"
"She can cum like this?"
"You gonna let her?"
"Maybe. If she puts on a good show."
"I’ll take her tits."
"Cool." Grant passed him the other nipple cord. "I’ll warm up her ass for you to fuck later."