Chapter 75: A Better Idea...

Chapter 75: A Better Idea...
Ebony Winters POV:

How was it that Nick could possibly find me? It's not like he knew what I smelled like her anything that was just too creepy to think about. I didn't have the chance to talk to him all that often, and even when I did, I didn't always understand how it worked out. On top of that, I didn't want to sound foolish when I did manage to speak with him.

"Now, ensure she doesn't move all that much. I want to get this done with one, clean cut," the slender man said as he turned to walk away from me.

When he came back, he was carrying what I could only describe as a small stool with four small, stubbed, wooden legs. He positioned that on the floor about where my knees would have hovered on the surface of the stool, so that when he finally took a seat, his head was very close to where my legs met. It was in this instance that, despite being held by the three men, I still tried to pull against the chains I was freely hanging from.

"Keep that up, girly," the older man said as he moved my hair to the side with his chin so that his lips came in contact with the side of my ear. "You are making my day with each twitch I feel in your amazing hips. Keep moving, and I might just give you what your body is starting to beg me for."

I turned my head to the other side as it was starting to get pretty heavy. At one point, I lay my head back, and it again came in contact with the older man's shoulder. "I'd be glad to trade places with you, if you want," Dylan called out this time.

"No one is trading places," the slender man spoke up. "You are going to stay where I put you. Now, here we go."

I lifted my head again, looking down at the slender man as he looked around and underneath me, when I felt his hands come in contact with the waistband that was at the lower portion of my back. It was in that very moment that I knew what he was going to do. I knew he still had that one knife in his hands, and he was going to cut these bottoms off of me.

Closing my eyes wasn't going to work this time as I could feel him start to cut the material right down the crack of my ass. I could feel it as the tears were swelling in my eyes, knowing he was nearing the point of no return.

Despite all the shaking I was doing, I tried to stay as still as possible as he reached the position right between my legs. He was right outside my sweet spot, and when he reached high enough of my hips, he stood up to his feet so he could take the rest of the material away, completely revealing what I had previously hidden.

"Oh my..." Clay called out just as the slender man turned to set the knife down so that he could pull the material back up my legs to where they were bunched around my knees now. "What a sight to see."

It was right then that both Clay and Dylan relaxed their grips on my upper legs, above my knees, as they moved their stance closer to my knees so they could see my previously hidden sweet spot. I couldn't help but be disgusted by the looks of those two men, so instead, I looked up in the air, but that only seemed to entice the older man even more.

"That's it, girl," the older man said when I didn't realize I laid my head back on his shoulder. "I will certainly hold your head up."

When he said that, the position he had his hands on my hips slid around behind me to where he was able to access the top of the curvature of my ass cheeks. He even lightly squeezed them.

What I didn't realize was that the slender man walked away and came back with something he was currently hiding underneath me. That was until I heard him tell the two men to hold me once again.

"Clay, Dylan, what are you doing?" The slender man asked this time. "Get back into your positions. Now, Gargan... what I want you to do is wrap your arms around her waist. It's time for the next step."

"Gladly," he said with an even more thrilled voice than he did before when he was told to hold me from behind. Then he lowered his posture, positioning his head right next to mine when I felt him reach up and quickly untie the string that held my current top in place. "I look forward to feeling what you have hidden under this... girl!"

It was how he said his last statement. He leaned down again, wrapping his arms around my waist as his arms came in contact with my bare skin. Then, without warning, he used his hands and started to pull out on the lower edge of the garment, holding my breasts in place. At this angle, it was rather easy for him to slide his hands under the edges of the material.

"I need you to hold her waist," the slender man said when I felt the hot breath reply right against the side of my head.

"Yes, that may be, but I have a better idea that will help to hold her still, if you'll allow me to give it a try," said the huffing voice of the older man.

"Alright, but make it quick," the slender man said in return.

I couldn't help but shudder from side to side as the older man continued to run his hands up my sides, along my ribs, till he could feel the lower curvature of both of my breasts.

"Watch how it's done, boys," the older man said as he slid his hands around the front of my body, completely encasing his hands over my breasts till his thumb and forefinger came in contact with both of my nipples at the same time. He then used his chin once more to move my hair away from my ear when he lightly kissed the outer edge of my ear lobe when he said, lightly pinching my nipples in the process. "I would hold still for the good man. You wouldn't want me to cause you any unnecessary pain now, would you?"

I didn't respond to him when he lightly pinched my nipples a bit harder this time. "Are you going to ignore me now, girl?"

Suddenly, I shook my head back and forth, allowing him to loosen his grip on my very sensitive nipples. "Good girl. That's the proper way to do it." Then, he pulled his head away from the side of my ear, after kissing my ear lobe once more, when he said louder this time. "You may proceed with the next step."

"Fellas, you should take note," said the slender man. "That's how you do it."