Part 24 Thankyou

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Clara's hand slid away, her body going limp with satisfaction. Rachel felt the ropes loosen around her wrists, the sudden release making her gasp. Clara leaned down, her lips brushing Rachel's ear. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice filled with love. Rachel's heart swelled, the bond between them stronger than ever. Rachel lay there, her body still bound but her soul free, feeling the warmth of Clara and Thomas's embrace.

Clara stirred, her eyes opening to find Rachel still watching her. Rachel felt a rush of affection, her hand reaching out to caress Clara's cheek. Clara's eyes searched Rachel's, the unspoken question in them clear. Rachel nodded, her voice a soft whisper. "I'm okay." Clara's smile was one of relief, her hand sliding down Rachel's body to rest on her bound wrist. Rachel felt a strange sense of comfort, her own hand sliding down to rest on Clara's.

Thomas leaned in, his teeth grazing Clara's neck. Rachel felt Clara's body tense, her eyes closing in pleasure. Rachel watched as Thomas claimed Clara's body again, his movements slow and deliberate. Rachel felt her own desire rekindle, her bound form straining against the ropes. Clara's hand found Rachel's, their fingers entwining as Clara's breath grew ragged. Rachel knew that Clara was close, her body begging for release. Rachel whispered her own safe word, "Mercy," and Clara's eyes snapped open, her hand tightening around Rachel's wrist. Rachel felt a jolt of excitement, her body responding to Clara's sudden intensity. Clara's eyes searched Rachel's, the unspoken question in them clear. Rachel nodded, her own voice a breathless whisper. "I'm okay."

With a gentle nod, Clara released Rachel's wrist, her hand sliding down Rachel's body to rest on her hip. Rachel felt a strange sense of disappointment, the pressure of Clara's hand a silent promise of more to come. Clara's eyes never left Rachel's as she leaned down, her teeth sinking into Rachel's neck. Rachel's body arched, her bound form a testament to her submission. Clara's bite was a declaration of ownership, Rachel's blood a sweet release of power. Rachel felt her orgasm build, her body trembling with the intensity of it. Clara's hand slid down Rachel's stomach, her thumb pressing against Rachel's clit. Rachel felt her body respond, her climax crashing over her like a wave. Clara's bite grew deeper, Rachel's moan muffled by Clara's skin. Rachel's eyes fluttered shut, her body going limp as Clara's bite released her.

The room was quiet, the only sound the gentle rustle of the ropes as Clara and Rachel's bodies settled. Rachel felt a strange sense of peace, her mind racing with the memories of the night's events. Clara's hand slid down Rachel's body, her fingertips tracing the lines of the ropes that still held her. Rachel's eyes drifted open, her gaze meeting Clara's, their bond stronger than the ropes that bound her.

Thomas stirred beside them, his eyes opening to find Rachel watching him. He leaned in, his lips brushing Rachel's in a gentle kiss. Rachel felt a thrill of excitement, her body responding to his touch even as Clara's hand continued to explore her. Rachel's arms were freed, the ropes sliding away as Clara whispered, "You're beautiful." Rachel felt a warmth spread through her, the love in Clara's voice undeniable. Rachel leaned into Clara's kiss, their tongues dancing together as Thomas's hand found Clara's breast. Rachel felt Clara's body tense, her moan muffled by Rachel's mouth.

They lay there, their bodies entwined, their kisses a silent conversation of love and desire. Rachel felt Clara's hand slide down her body, her fingers finding Rachel's clit. Rachel's hips rolled into Clara's touch, her body eager for more. Clara's eyes searched Rachel's, the question in them unspoken. Rachel nodded, her breath coming in shallow gasps. Clara's kiss grew more insistent, her hand moving in time with Rachel's hips. Rachel felt Thomas's cock press against her leg, his own arousal evident. Rachel reached down, her hand wrapping around his length. Clara's eyes never left Rachel's as Rachel began to stroke Thomas, her hand moving in time with Clara's rhythm.

Finally Falling asleep The two women let out a gentle thankyou.

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