241. Dance of three
Rose's heart pounded wildly—this was definitely not part of her plan!
How had she gone from being in complete control to now standing on her tiptoes in high red leather boots, her hands tied above her head with silk ropes hanging from the ceiling, her eyes blindfolded with one of the twins’ ties, leaving her body exposed to two insatiable wolves?
She was starting to regret renting this so-called “pleasure room,” part of the honeymoon package, equipped with all kinds of items—metal ceiling rails