<i>"We'll play fair. You can have a safe word. If you ever think you can't handle it, just say the safe word and I'll let you out. But, I hope you are strong enough to not use it."</i><br/><br/>Nadia had gone stiff and still when Carl had jerked her head forward. Her arms were locked between them and shook from the strain of trying to hold herself away from him. The brush of his lips against her ear sent a shiver down her spine, but it was his words that made her freeze up. He yanked her head back again to look at her and she felt a fresh burst of anger at being manhandled and controlled so easily.<br/><br/>She had been about to ask about the safe word he had mentioned, tempted by the challenge he presented and the safety net it would offer her, when his attention turned to elsewhere. If he did anything she didn't like or really didn't want, she need only speak a single word, and then everything should be over. But, could she trust him? Would he really stop? She couldn't be sure. She wasn't even sure she wanted this. Her struggles started again when she heard his question to Jamie. But, when he stood she clung to him, afraid of falling.<br/><br/>It took her moment to realize he wasn't going to drop her. Somehow, that realization did nothing to sooth her. She nearly got her feet to the ground, mere inches from a real chance to escape him, and then his hands grabbed her hips and tossed her up over his shoulder as if she weighed nearly nothing. For a second she was stunned, and then Nadia began to thrash dangerously in his hold. She didn't care if she fell, it was ridiculous to be carted around over his shoulder!<br/><br/>"Put me down!" she barked at him. Her hands were planted against his back to hold herself up but her legs were trapped under his arms. She squirmed around to try and see what was going on and where he was going, anything other than the very firm and naked ass her head was pointed toward. Privately she could admit that the play of muscles down his back and in his legs was mouthwatering.<i>'I will never say those words out loud.'</i><br/><br/>A moment later and Nadia yelped as Carl gave her a toss. She thought at first she was going to hit the ground and tensed up in fear, clinging onto any part of his arms and shoulders that she could reach. But, he lowered her carefully onto the cold top of a table. For a second she stared up at him, and then her eyes flashed as she tried to dive to the side. His hands found her and she swore she thought she heard him laugh as he held her down. He was careful, trying to hold her without hurting her. His grip was a bit too tight, but he could have been far more mean about it and she knew it. She also knew that she could do a lot more to get away if she really wanted to.<br/><br/><i>'Does that mean I don't want to get away, then? God, I can't figure this out! I can't think!</i><br/><br/>Carl leaned over her to keep her from being able to roll away and caught her arms to hold them still. A moment later, soft rope was being pulled tight around one wrist, and then the other. Nadia looked back to find Jamie pulling the rope to drag her hands up over her head and, for a moment, was completely dumbfounded. She had been so struggling with Carl she hadn't even noticed her!<br/><br/>"You?.. Bitch," Nadia hissed, her legs flailing as she tried to through her weight to the side and roll of the table. Carl was there again to hold her down, and other than a little chiding remark, Jamie didn't seem to care one whit whether Nadia was angry or not. Honestly, she didn't know the blonde any better than she knew the soccer start. But, what the hell was this? Weren't girls supposed to stick together or something?<br/><br/><br/>It wasn't long before Nadia's hands were not going anywhere. Shortly after that, her legs weren't getting very far, either. The ropes were soft on her skin, nearly comfortable-feeling if she wasn't being too damned stubborn to sit still and relax. Although tight enough that there was no way she was going to just wiggle out, they weren't causing her any pain or problems beyond keeping her from being able to move.<br/><br/>After a minute or two, Nadia finally gave up the fruitless struggle and relaxed as Jamie had suggested. She was panting from a mixture of physical exertion and sexual tension when Jamie commented on her bra and boy-shorts. Her cheeks flushed a vivid red as her eyes bounced back and forth between them.<br/><br/>"Are you serious?" she asked, her voice biting, and yet pitched a little high. A second later, her eyes began to widen. "Fuck, you are serious!" She couldn't believe what was happening here, or the stunningly unpredictable tastes and habits she was learning about these two. Panic made her heart beat faster, and Nadia licked her lips as her mouth went dry.  "Before you.. do anything else... my safe word. What is the safe word?" It was a flat demand more than anything else. If they wanted to keep playing, Carl was going to give her the safe word he had promised her.